Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival by Jobet GraySon

Chapter Eighty Two

Amber’s POV.

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As I slowly fluttered my eyes open, the dim moonlight filtering through the curtains illuminated the room. The soft rustle of sheets and the warmth of Richard’s body pressed against mine reminded me of

the passionate afternoon we had shared.

We had made love over and over again all afternoon, and the intimacy had left me feeling a sweet ache in my body, a perfect blend of desire and satisfaction.

Richard’s peaceful sleeping form lay beside me, his features softened in the gentle glow of night.

His chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, and his arms were securely wrapped around me. I couldn’t

help but admire him in this vulnerable state, a sense of admiration and contentment washing over me.

The conflicting emotions swirling in me left me breathless, and I couldn’t quite pinpoint what this

newfound connection with Richard meant. I knew I couldn’t say I was in love with him; that would be

too extreme. but what I felt for him at the moment wasn’t just physical attraction; it ran deeper,

stirring my heart in a way I couldn’t fully comprehend. The way he held me, the way he looked at me. the way he smiled at me, the way he made love to me, and the way he heightened my confidence with just a stare filled a void I never knew existed.

Compared to other men I’ve been with, specifically my useless ex–husband, Richard had the ability to

bring out a side of me I didn’t know existed, and while making love to him, I realized that I didn’t

need to restrain myself.

Usually, I only tend to do what I was told, and I never really got to express how, where, or how I

be touched or treated. But with Richard, I didn’t even need to ask,

just perfect. He also didn’t make me feel weird or insecure

that about him.

his tousled hair, tracing the contours of his face with delicate caresses. His features were etched with peace, and his presence wrapped

against mine in a soft and quick kiss. I giggled softly, the sound ringing in the quiet room, before meeting

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with an excitement that mirrored. mine. “How long

shrugged lightly, a blush tinting my cheeks.

It’s not every day one wakes up to a man

smile playing on his lips. His hand reached out to cup my face, his touch gentle yet firm. “If you’d like to, you can wake up to this face as

to,” he said.

suggest that we share a room even when we get back

you don’t want to. But I’d definitely love to wake up next to you every

good to know that he wanted to spend every night with me, wake up with me

lives back home.

I’ll think about it,” I responded, deciding against giving a

being.

Is there something you have in mind?” Richard

of hunger gnawing at my stomach. As I shifted into him, I held onto my stomach before responding. “I’m feeling a little hungry, but I’d like to

have dinner.”

me with adoration. “Alright then, I’ll let you freshen up first,” he offered. “I’ll see if there’s anything in the house to eat, or maybe we

order something.”

taking a shower alone, a hint of discomfort tinged my features. A frown formed on my face, and I immediately shook my head. “I… I don’t want to shower alone,” I admitted,

me. Without a word, he pulled me closer to

a sense

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