Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 363: After all, anything prepared by Emanuel was bound to be delicious.

But food wasnt on his mind.

He approached Allison, his gaze intent.

What Im more concerned about, Ms.

Clarke, is whether youve had enough today.

Allison, confused, blinked.

I guess Before she could finish, Kellans strong hand gently grasped her waist, lifting her effortlessly onto the wooden table.

Her feet dangled, unsteady, as she instinctively wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

Kellan… put me down, she said with a slight frown.

At first, Allison hadnt fully registered what was happening, but soon enough, she realized his intentions.

Im not satisfied yet, Ms.

Clarke, Kellan murmured, his normally restrained expression now laced with playful heat.

of himhis damp, tousled hair, the towel hanging loosely around his hips, his lean torso still warm from the

to admit that he was casual,

deny the stirring

her three-year marriage, shed done everything to catch Coltons attention:

loyal to Melany, pushing her

defeated, as if she were nothing more than an

Allison realized just how starved shed been for any kind of real connectionbody

Kellan.

right? I do, he replied, his

are you going to stop me,

a fire in her, each brush of his fingers making her

reached out, pinching

refuse you? she

of them was timid or

was undeniable, an addiction they both

claiming his lips as she

of his body wash clung to himfresh and

he pulled her shirt

warmth

her feet pressing against his

hands gripped them firmly, his touch burning against