Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 1335 If I Want to Kiss, I Will Kiss Eventually

Ann's heart pounded wildly as she turned her head to evade his kiss, only to hear him murmur, "Why run? If I want to kiss you, I will sooner or later."

She tried to protest, but his lips captured hers again, enveloping her like clinging vines, leaving her breathless.

When she finally had a chance to speak, she turned away. "Mr. Adams, I'm afraid you'll blame me later. You... you never used to kiss me."

Her nose tingled with unexpected emotion as she spoke.

Perhaps all women were sentimental creatures. How strange to have a man willing to sleep with you yet never kiss you to have your passionate attempts at kissing him firmly rejected.

It was humiliating. She cared deeply about this, though she constantly tried to convince herself otherwise.

"Never kissed you?" Paul repeated, disbelief in his voice.

How could that be possible? Was he really that kind of man?

Tears suddenly spilled down Ann's cheeks-tears of unspoken hurt.

Paul knelt beside her bed and pulled her up. His fingertip traced her lips. "Never kissed you here?"

Ann nodded.

His finger traveled downward to more intimate areas. "What about here?"

Her face flushed crimson. Impossible-Paul would never do such a thing.

Her reaction told him everything.

"Do you mind if I kiss you now?" he asked.

her nauseated, but with him, she'd experienced pleasure. During those passionate moments, she'd wanted his kisses,

She shook her head.

head as his lips found hers. Nothing needed

for the first time, her cheeks burning, unsure

ever happened in one position-her humiliatingly on her stomach, her

melting into his kiss, her mind exploding with sensation, her face

released her, his eyes studying

arms and carried

body heat, trembling involuntarily. "Don't..."

trailed downward, Ann felt a thrill of anticipation mixed with a tinge of uncertainty. She closed her eyes, savoring every sensation, yet

of disorientation. Waves of pleasure surged through her, rising and crashing in a rhythm that left her breathless and

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wanted to lose herself in the moment, feeling a deep connection and joy she had never known before, but also a

push his head away, but when

"Paul..." she called hesitantly.

up and positioned her

can't," she pleaded, frantically trying to

But it was useless.

night, only the profound sense of fulfillment she felt an overwhelming completeness. The autumn breeze filled the room, and something

Her blush spread down to her neck as she stared

beside the bed. Observing her reaction, he concluded his technique must have been

now divorce wouldn't be

another month of recovery. Mario's constant presence irritated him

been wandering the seventh floor, claiming to search for memories,

hadn't needed information about the research facility, Mario

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