My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 300 Elizabeths eyes were heavy and only partially open, her gaze distant and clouded with a dreamy haze.

The once-neat hairstyle she had pinned up earlier had unraveled, with damp strands clinging stubbornly to her flushed skin.

Her cheeks burned a deep red, more vivid than the warmth left after a soothing bath, while soft, alluring sighs escaped her slightly parted lips.

Elijah felt a surge of temptation rise within him again, even after they had just finished.

He couldnt resist the magnetic pull drawing him back to her once more.

She lay slumped over the back of the sofa, her body limp and relaxed, entirely at ease.

With deliberate care, he reached out to adjust her position, easing her into a more comfortable, flat posture.

Lowering himself before her, his gaze lingered, absorbing every detail of her.

Her silky, flawless skin bore the marks he had lefteach one a subtle testament to his presence.

It was oddly satisfying, as though he were an artist stepping back to admire a masterpiece hed poured himself into.

Elizabeths gaze shifted to him, and without hesitation, she reached out.

With her delicate hand wrapped around him, she began to move, her grip firm yet gentle, and it wasnt long before she felt him grow harder and heavier under her touch.

Elijah reached for her legs and gently pulled her closer.

She lifted her hips slightly, matching his movements.

like the gentle ebb and flow of waves, each one

what seemed like countless

gathered the clothes scattered on the floor

upstairs, he brought her

her in the bathtub, turned on the water,

the shower gel over her skin, ensuring every trace

her, he gently lifted her out of the tub and carefully dried her with a

underwear, his eyes caught the redness and tenderness

briefly before he

feet, he grabbed some

discomfort more frequently, he made sure to keep

the ointment with steady hands, his touch both careful and

in her sleep, her body responded instinctively, her

escaped her lips, and in that moment, the desire hed just managed to suppress began to

smack on her bottom, his

a soft

his lap, his fingers brushing

the hairdryer, he began to dry her long, silky hair, each strand slipping

a serene rhythm matching the peaceful expression now

glow shed held earlier had softened, giving way to a quiet tranquility that made her

his passionate kisses, were slightly bruised

Elijah gently tucked her under the blanket and pressed a

side, Albin made his way back to the villa, occasionally

he tried the door, only to