Sweet Submission: Reclaiming Her Love

Chapter 85 Don’t Go

“Don’t go…”

The faint plea stirred a tempest within Elliot’s heart.

His body quivered uncontrollably as Corynn’s soft whisper reverberated within his being. He could hear her voice resonating in his head.

She was begging him not to leave.

And she was pleading for him to remain by her side.

Elliot’s gaze fell upon Corynn, reclined in the bathtub, cheeks flushed, tears glistening on her lashes, lips bitten crimson and trembling with gasps and sighs.

Corynn felt as though she were engulfed in flames, the cool water failing to extinguish the fervor within.

Curling up in discomfort, she sought solace in the touch of the hand she clutched. However, his face remained

a blur.

She tried to take a closer look at him, yet her vision was too hazy.

The heat ignited her long–suppressed desires, causing her legs to tremble as she yearned for his touch.

“Help… Help me…” She leaned against the bathtub, her hair cascading over her chest, veiling and revealing the curves beneath.

Elliot squatted beside the tub, and Corynn instinctively placed her hand on his chest.

He withdrew his hand involuntarily.

With the last bit of coolness fading, Corynn grew frantic, lunging at him and clinging tightly.

shouted, “Don’t go! Please, don’t leave!”

it felt as though he might vanish any

gentleman, and now, his gaze held a depth

was sober.

tightly, reluctant to release it. Though he yearned for her, his conscience cautioned against exploiting her vulnerability, particularly since she

burying her face against his neck, seeking solace in the coolness of his skin. A contented

remained unfulfilled, her hands slipping beneath Elliot’s clothing to

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his bare flesh

as she inched closer, her lips braching wine thawk with a try breath, poised

as he tentatively placed his hand on

a shiver down his spine, his

anticipation mounting

lips,

a playful dance with her lips and tongs, each

closer together.

released Corynn, the delicate strand of saliva connecting them swiftly disused

over Corynn’s glistening crimson lips, their breath minging as their comes brushed against each

“Corynn”

filled with tenderness and a tinge of reluctance, and it

in once more, capturing Corynn in a kiss fueled

air

and the curve of her ear, leaving behind traces of

his essence.