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.

wildness, and unrestrained desire crashed over

the frenzy again

on top, her hand wrapped around his neck while he

or I wont be able to hold

intensity in his gaze

had to admit that Allison

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

her voice both

her skin, a sound that sent shivers down her

again, reaching a fever

Allison yanked off

the small mole on

he was completely enraptured, caught in a

Allison kept or how many men had been tangled in

he was

charity gala ended, it was almost midnight, and the door to the

saw Allison standing barefoot

between her fingers, the last embers glowing faintly

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

of his own, lighting it from the burning

stood side by side,

awake so

Yeah.

loosely around her, exposing the delicate

she didnt

The galas over.

the auctions about

marks left on her collarbone a testament to their

wasnt just

littered with signs of

you planning

Clarke? Of course.

replied, her voice soft and slightly