Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring

Chapter 172

Chapter 172

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She slid her hands up his chest to the back of his neck, entanglin her fingers in his hair as she urged him closer, pressing deeper.

Her lips moved with equal fervor against his while and her tongue met his in a passionate dance.

The guttural low moan rumbling from his lips, vibrated against her mouth and sent waves of heat coursing through her. The sound weakened her knees and a strange uncontrollably need coursed through her body.

She could feel her wetness pooling between her thighs, and her body betrayed how desperately she needed him.

“Alexander,” his name escaped from lips in a trembling tone files with longing.

He didn’t reply with words. Instead, he guided her backward with slow, deliberate steps until the back of her legs hit the couch.

With a soft firm push, she found herself on the cushions, and he laid on her.

His lips moved down from her lips, down her jaw found her neck.

Her back arched of its own accord as his hand slid up her side, slipping beneath her blouse to cup her breast. The warmth of his touch brought another shiver through her, and she couldn’t bite back the moan that escaped past her lips.

“Emma,” he muttered, his voice thick with longing.

way he called her name sent her heart racing, her chest rising and falling as she tried to

felt like a spark igniting something

doubt crossed her mind. What if Brianna, Vivian, or the

whispered, her tone filled with both longing and concerned. “What

back far enough to look into her eyes, his gaze piercing, his hunger for her a mirror of her own for him. His hand lifted to frame her cheek, his thumb stroking gently along her skin.

he whispered, shaking with desire. “At least not now. And I can’t wait longer, Emma. I need you.”

of her resistance snapped. She nodded curtly, yielding to what

under the soft light

his chest, the weight of the moment on

curves, the

by him even when he didn’t deserve it. She has

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anything in

with urgency, hard as steel, begging for

him. That she wasn’t just some fleeting moment of

had to show her, to prove to her with every touch, every kiss 50 slow.

before tracing down to her neck. His tongue glided along her collarbone. His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs light against her hardened nipples. She gasped at the touch, arcing off

voice husky with emotion.

hair, pulling him closer. His words sent fire down her spine; her body responded to him in ways she could not control. Every touch, every kiss

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