Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 302: Allison and Kellan were completely lost in each other.

If their first encounter on the cruise had been a spontaneous one-night affair, this time they were consciously shattering every boundary.

Kellan was no longer content with just having sex on the bed.

The floor, the wide windows, the sleek leather sofa all had become their battlegrounds.

He pressed Allison against the cold, frosted glass, savoring the tremors that ran through her.

Outside, the lively music pulsed, its rhythm a stark contrast to the feverish urgency that drove them inside.

This was different from before.

Their passion flared and escalated into something raw and untamed.

As Kellan carried her to the bed, Allison wrapped her legs around his waist, a thrill coursing through her as if she might topple at any moment.

They were engulfed by heat, limbs entwined, bodies locked in an unrelenting embrace.

Even with the air conditioning blasting, beads of sweat dotted Kellans forehead.

Once he started, he was insatiable.

Every kiss, every surge of pleasure in the dark was under his precise, unyielding control.

He held her close, guiding her onto the bed, and as Allisons tousled hair brushed against her collarbone, she arched back, her arms loosely draped around his neck.

Youre going too deep, Allison gasped.

She knew Kellan was strong, but feeling it, experiencing it like this while completely conscious, was something else entirely.

He played her body like a finely tuned instrument, coaxing out every gasp, every shudder.

Her breath hitched, growing erratic.

She pushed against his chest, but Kellans grip tightened, dominance radiating from him.

crashed over them

surrendered to the frenzy again and

her hand wrapped around his

move, or I wont

rose and fell, the intensity in his gaze sending another jolt of electricity through

to admit that Allison

straps of her dress had slipped off her shoulders, the fabric bunched at her waist, exposing the

Cant handle it? she murmured, her voice both a taunt and

her skin, a sound that sent shivers down her

surged again, reaching a

Allison yanked off his tie and

she kissed the small

Kellan couldnt see a thing, he was completely enraptured, caught in a whirlwind of

care how many secrets Allison kept or how many men had been

was hers

it was almost midnight, and the door to the lounge

standing barefoot by the balcony, leaning

cigarette dangled between her fingers, the last embers glowing faintly

curled into the air, drifting away as Allison stared out at the moonlit horizon,

his own, lighting it from the

side,

awake so

Yeah.

loosely around her, exposing the delicate curves

didnt seem to

The galas over.

auctions about

gaze lingered on her, noting the faint marks left on her collarbone a testament to their

just Allison

littered with signs

you planning to

Clarke? Of course.

already here, Allison replied, her voice soft