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Chapter 57 Not Out Here

Imogen’s heart fluttered as soft, warm lips pressed against hers.

Troy’s mouth sucked at her lips, leaving them reddened and abused.

His tongue forced its way through her teeth, seeking the sweetness in her mouth.

Imogen’s hands found their way to his shoulders, her fingers caressing the neat stubble on the back of his neck as she eagerly responded to his kiss.

Their breaths mingled together.

Heavy pants filled the enclosed space of the car.

Troy’s breath was hot. His hand couldn’t help but slide down along her curves.

Imogen snapped back to reality and raised her hand to stop him, her voice muffled. “No, not outside.”

Reluctantly, Troy stopped his actions, sucking on Imogen’s lips again before pulling away slowly. A thin, glistening thread of saliva broke between them, falling onto their collars, adding to the intimate atmosphere in the small car.

Troy took a deep breath, quickly started the car, and gripped the steering wheel with his slender fingers.

Halfway through the ride, Imogen looked out the window at the street scene and realized they were not headed to the hospital.

“Aren’t we going back to the hospital?”

Troy turned to Imogen with a faint smile. “We’re going home tonight. We’ll go to the hospital tomorrow morning.”

“Okay.”

The car drove into Galaxy Villa and stopped in the yard.

Troy unbuckled his seatbelt, loosened his collar, and leaned eagerly toward Imogen, holding her lips and licking, nibbling, tongues entwining, saliva mixing, their breaths entwining.

He reached over to unbuckle Imogen’s seatbelt, pulling her onto his lap, one hand against her head while the other ventured beneath her skirt.

“Um… Uh…”

pressing

With closed eyes, Imogen held tightly to his shirt collar, cheeks burning, breath heavy, gasping for

air.

Troy’s scorching kisses trailed from her earlobes down across her neck and collarbones, tearing open her collar.

The heat made her body tremble.

In the midst of their passionate embrace, a knock on the car window startled them. “Mr. Marshall, why aren’t you coming in?”

It was Sue’s voice.

Imogen and Troy snapped back to reality and looked at each other.

Troy responded with a hoarse voice, “I will soon.”

He helped Imogen straighten her clothes, his eyes still blazing. “To the room?”

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Chapter 57 Not Out Here

“Uh–huh.”

Blushing, Imogen nodded.

both

“Mrs. Marshall

“Yes.”

after the other. Why

both entered

wait any longer, pressed Imogen against the door, lowering his head

masculine scent, Imogen’s face turned crimson, her hands on Troy’s shoulders, her body burning, eyes closed

quickly removing her clothes and carrying her

straddled Imogen’s thighs on both knees, swiftly shedding

on her earlobe, which

moved down her neck, to her collarbone,

her bra, and tossed

“Uh… Be gentle…”

her mind was adrift in a boundless

unable to help herself, arching her back, her hands buried in

filled with

were tossed haphazardly on the

of a man’s and

Troy

it on his belt, asking in a low voice, “Unbuckle it

“Okay…”

could only follow her

a cell phone

away from her. “Your

replied, “Don’t

for a while before

two seconds later,

out the phone inside, glanced at the screen,

to the person on the

I

put his clothes back on, grabbed his coat, and told Imogen,

57 Not Out

with the blanket and propped herself up

while straightening his

Is it about Sarah? Does she need you

when she saw Troy remain silent, and she

“Sarah’s missing.”

Or send someone to look for her. What use is it for you

Sarah waiting for him to

It’s very dangerous for her to be alone. I have to go and find

her first. I promise you, once I find

Imogen felt a sharp

A worrying mess.

Sarah used to call Troy. Imogen could

couldn’t..

his eyes, Sarah couldn’t suffer

He wouldn’t come back.

her heart that he wouldn’t return once

go. Please don’t leave,” Imogen said, biting her

“Imogen, don’t be unreasonable.”

Grandpa? Or did you just want to

her, he would rush to her side. So, what was the point of his promise to

husband whom another woman could take away at

promised Grandpa that I’d get along with you. I didn’t make any commitments. And

turned around

door slammed shut

collapsed onto the