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 them like a tidal

to the frenzy again

hand wrapped around his

I wont be

in his gaze sending another jolt of electricity

had to admit that

had slipped off her shoulders, the fabric bunched at

handle it? she murmured, her voice

husky laugh vibrated against her skin, a sound that sent shivers down

again, reaching a

yanked off his tie

kissed the

a thing, he was completely enraptured, caught in

care how many secrets Allison kept or how many

then, he was hers willingly,

almost midnight, and the door to

saw Allison standing barefoot

between her fingers, the last embers glowing

air, drifting away as Allison

cigarette of his own, lighting it

by side, wordlessly watching the night

were awake

Yeah.

hanging loosely

she didnt seem

The galas over.

auctions about

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

truth, it wasnt just

skin was littered with signs of their fevered

planning

Clarke? Of course.

here, Allison replied, her voice soft