Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 355: Allison, I only want you.

He rarely called her by her first name.

Typically, he used Ms.

Clarke to maintain a distance, but not in this moment.

Just hours ago in the bathtub, he had called her Ms.

Clarke, and they had both reached their climax.

Now, in the tight confines of the car, with rain beating down outside, his voice was rough, murmuring her name like an admission of something deeper.

He was both playful and possessive, teasing her while claiming her.

Whether his words were merely sweet nothings or something more real, it hardly mattered in that moment.

The rains steady rhythm played outside as they kissed with abandon, their need for each other intensifying with every passing second.

The mingling scents of gardenias and bamboo filled the air, creating a sweet and earthy backdrop.

shoulders, and she could see the storm of

pounded

have any condoms, he muttered, his voice ragged, as though

beaded on his broad back, his

hard to control

his usual dominant

pulsed as he lifted Allison, her grip on his shirt tightening as she grounded herself against

her voice soft yet daring, the words leaving her lips with a blush that

Ive seen that before.

The implication was clear.

those condoms and placed them in the room

though

explain, his tone unusually

left

party in my

was too busy with work to

making excuses; he was trying to be responsible, not wanting to leave room for regret or

throat was parched with need,