My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 283 Elizabeths breath hitched, her body stiff with anxiety as she attempted to push Elijah away.

Elijahs lips pressed against hers, his tongue parting her lips with determined passion.

Her resistance seemed only to fuel his desire.

Not here, she managed to say, her voice muffled against his relentless kiss.

For her, the piano wasnt merely a piece of furniture.

It was a link to her grandfathera symbol of his passion and legacy.

The thought of their intimacy defiling it made her stomach churn.

Elijah pulled back just enough to look at her, his eyes dark and intense.

You agreed to be with me? His voice was low, raspy, full of longing.

Before she could answer, he scooped her into his arms effortlessly, leaving no room for resistance.

He made his way to her bedroom.

The room was simple yet inviting, with comic book posters decorating the shelves and floral sheets on the bed, smelling faintly of fresh laundry.

Elijah set her down gently, his body leaning over hers.

She stared up at him, her eyes wide with nervous energy, her lips slightly parted as she struggled to steady her breath.

Her vulnerability shimmered in the soft light, a blend of fear and reluctant anticipation making her even more captivating.

Her thoughts raced.

How had they reached this point? How had things escalated so swiftly? Yet, the idea of stopping now felt strangely disingenuous.

Elijahs lips brushed against hers once more, slow and deliberate, before he whispered, Elizabeth… are you afraid? Her breath faltered.

Whether it happened once or a hundred times, did it really matter anymore? Her gaze traced his faceevery sharp line, every perfect angle.

He was handsome, infuriatingly so, and undeniably her type.

Memories of the last time lingered in her mind, clouded by pain and exhaustion brought on by circumstance, not passion.

After the divorce, he would be with Sandra.

That much was certain.

But the thought of leaving him spent and hollow, unable to give his all to another woman, felt like poetic revenge.

Was this acceptance or just an excuse? She didnt know, but she let go of her reservations, her mind surrendering to the moment even as her body led the way.

raised her arms to loop around his neck, brushing her lips

was inexperienced, hesitant,

out a soft sound of frustration, cupping her chin with firm but gentle

mouth, he

lips parting as he deepened the

entwined, the heat between them growing as the kiss stretched on, leaving

tongue, she winced,

vulnerability and

her waist, tugging at her clothes with

traced a slow, deliberate path down her neck,

his touch, and her breath hitched as her bare skin was

head, taking one of her breasts into his mouth, his tongue swirling in

involuntarily, a quiet moan

him on, his teeth grazing her softly, leaving her trembling

her bare,

and falling rapidly as

still fully

over her with a mixture of hunger

between them was

was impeccably dressed, every button and fold

comparison, looked like a temptressbare, inviting, and

deliberately slow, his smoldering gaze never leaving

a stuffed toy from the bed, clutching it to her chest in a

both hands, his

one hand, he slipped away the last barrier between them, letting the delicate fabric

roaming over her with an intensity that made her cheeks

under his gaze, the vulnerable position leaving her feeling

grabbed the stuffed toy again, clutching

when she peeked at him from behind the plush barrier, she saw a small, knowing smile tugging at

embarrassment flared

the toy, glaring

Elijah, however, her defiance only made her

leaned down, his breath warm against her ear, and

pride warring with

quickening as his lips

hard, her voice barely

and in one smooth motion, he lifted

hesitation quickly melted away as he moved with precision and

felt every motion clearly, no longer numbed

overwhelming her as she

voice grew hoarse, soft gasps giving way to unrestrained cries as he pushed her further and further, leaving no room

seemed tireless, relentless, drawing her into

it was over, she lay against the pillow, her body trembling