Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 68

But we were on the fast track to divorce.

1 tried to push him away, but I just didn’t have the strength. Panic rising, I was on the verge of tears “N

Bryant, please, no!”

“Don’t cry… You don’t want this?” His voice was rough, his eyes a deep crimson, restraint palpable in his gaze.

“No…”

“Alright.”

He closed his eyes for a moment, veins throbbing on his forehead, breathing heavy as if he was fighting with every ounce of his being, but eventually, he let me go…

Clutching my hands together, I whispered, “So, you’ll…”

“Jane.”

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, desire unabated if anything, more intense. He pulled me into his arms, his lips brushing my ear, “Help me out, will you?”

Maybe it was the confusion clouding my mind, but I detected a plea in his voice.

My heart skipped a beat, “How can I help?”

That question, in his mind, was consent. He leaned down, his arms scooping beneath my knees, lifting me off the ground.

Instinctively, my arms wrapped around his neck, a position that screamed vulnerabilit

living room couch and sat down, my

the heat between us, I

down, his voice husky,

gaze, noticing a damp patch on

pleasure in his eyes sparked my irritation. “How exactly can I help you?”

his warm, dry hands

crisp sound of

hand guiding mine to his dick.

like this,” he murmured, voice dark

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Chapter 68

face aflame with shock.

been intimate. But this was a

it could burn

what if

at me,

the whole thing, he added,

was rudely awakened by the cold, seeking the warmth next

was about to drift back to sleep, reality

I found Bryant’s gaze filled with tenderness.

three years of sleeping in the same bed; this was

I couldn’t bring myself to

all too well how good this man was at

voice was soft, “Slept well?”