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.

racing, her chest rising

every kiss felt like a spark igniting something deep inside her.

upwards, a thread of doubt crossed her mind. What if Brianna, Vivian, or the kids came in? The

tone filled with both longing and concerned. “What if somebody comes back?

back far enough to look into her eyes, his gaze piercing, his hunger for her a mirror of her own for him.

desire. “At least

down her spine, and the last thread of her resistance snapped. She nodded curtly, yielding to what

sight before him. Emma lay beneath him, her skin glowing like smooth caramel under the soft light

thundered inside his chest, the weight of the

the soft

tell how much she meant to him in words. She was all he wanted. She had stood by him even when he didn’t deserve it. She has quietly endured his coldness and neglect, gave him not just

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anything

with urgency, hard as steel, begging for release. Net,

the one who meant the world to him. That she wasn’t just some fleeting moment of passion,

he had to show her, to prove to her with every touch, every kiss 50 slow. It wasn’t

her breasts, his thumbs light against

his voice husky with emotion. “I don’t

body responded to him in ways she could not control. Every touch, every kiss seemed to light a spark deep inside, something she had

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