Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 276

How could Lizetta not be nervous?

She’d always been ticklish around her waist, and he must know it–that was why he kept skimming around

that area.

Every s

spot he touched with his big hands turned to mush, as if it was about to melt right into his palm.

And it sent waves of tingling pleasure through her, stirring her up. Meanwhile, Lizetta was worried sick the bun in her oven might get discovered, even though her belly was still flat as a pancake.

Remington probably couldn’t feel a thing.

“Why so quiet? Don’t like me touching you like this anymore? I remember you used to be all over it.”

Remington leaned in close to Lizetta’s ear, his breath hot and his kisses barely there, peppering her neck and behind her ear.

Lizetta’s cheeks were burning, a mix of embarrassment and irritation.

She started to squirm, “Back off! Did you drag me back here just for this?”

Remington pinned her down hard, lifting his head from her neck, his eyes half–closed and sharp as knives.

to say to

a dangerous

with another guy boiled his blood, jealousy surged like high tide, shredding his sanity

to come clean about the pregnancy, to tell

Lizetta was f

icy, threatening demeanor, and

City. You could have any woman you want. If you’re in the mood for this, go

rant, she was silenced by his lips crashing down

not an

waist to a

under her top.

against hers was even more dangerously

him, and a faint taste

their fingers,

car was filled with a mix of intense, breathy sounds and the roar of passing traffic outside the window.

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way to the airport, in the

would doubt if this man, seemingly driven

two years of marriage, he’d always been restrained and

over this.

to her chest, her jeans tugged off, leaving Lizetta with bare, slender legs shaking as they