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.

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

touch, every kiss felt like a

moved to the hem of her T–shirt, tugging it upwards, a thread of doubt crossed her mind. What if Brianna, Vivian, or the kids came in? The thought made her pull back slightly, placing her hands on his chest to

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

his gaze piercing, his hunger for her a mirror of her own for him. His hand lifted to frame her cheek,

is coming back,” he whispered, shaking with desire. “At least not now. And

snapped. She nodded curtly, yielding to what

light of the room; her chest rising and

thundered inside his chest, the weight of the moment on him,

body, her gentle curves, the soft lines, the way her skin seemed to shimmer as

even when he didn’t deserve it. She has quietly endured his coldness and neglect, gave him not just one but two beautiful children,

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for anything in

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

one who meant the world to him. That she wasn’t

her, to prove to her with

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 the couch as she

with emotion. “I don’t know how I

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

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