The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 182

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 182: Tangled in Steam-1

Angela POV

His hands seized my wrists, yanking me back down with a force that stole my air.

I met his gaze, and my heart stuttered-his eyes, once dulled by fatigue, now blazed with a dark, primal intensity.

Before I could protest, he pulled me flush against him, water sloshing as his arms encircled mé, pinning me to his body.

"Sean, stop it!" I thrashed, my voice edged with panic and defiance.

My palms shoved at his shoulders, but he was unyielding, his grip tightening, one hand sliding to my lower back.

I could feel everything-his heartbeat pounding, the rigid swell of his arousal pressing through his trousers against my stomach. My pulse raced, a storm of anger and buried longing clashing within me

"Let me go!"

I demanded, but the words trembled as his face drew near, his breath hot against my cheek.

Then his lips claimed mine, fierce and unrelenting, tasting of water and a history I'd tried to erase. I twisted, pushing harder, but his hand cupped my nape, tilting my head to deepen the kiss.

His tongue teased mine, insistent, and a traitorous heat flared in my chest.

My resistance faltered, a soft moan slipping free as his fingers traced my spine, igniting sparks that spread like wildfire.

"Sean..." My protest was a whisper, lost in the steam and my thundering pulse.

His hand slid beneath my blouse, finding my breast, kneading it with a rough tenderness that made my nipple harden instantly.

I gasped, arching into his touch as he tugged the fabric up, exposing my chest to the humid air. His mouth broke m mine, trailing wet kisses down my neck, then lower, until his lips closed around my nipple.

His tongue flicked over it, slow and deliberate, then sucked hard, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core.

I cried out, my hips shifting against him, my body betraying me despite my fading resolve.

"Angela..." He growled my name, the sound low and primal, vibrating against my skin.

His hands gripped my hips, hiking my skirt higher until it bunched around my waist, baring my thighs completely.

I straddled him fully now, my legs parting wider, and I felt his cock-thick, unyielding-pressing against me through his trousers, the heat of it searing through the damp fabric.

pulsed, a slick, aching need pooling between my

rasped, his

I should've stopped him-should've clawed my way out of this tub and fled-but my hands froze, trembling

flushed and heavy, the head glistening with a

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I hesitated, my breath catching, before wrapping my

throbbing as I stroked, the

back against the tub's edge, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed

my skirt, pushing my panties aside with a

my folds, finding me swollen and dripping,

Angela," he murmured, his voice breaking with raw emotion. "ve missed

parted me, sliding inside-first one, then two-stretching me with a

spot deep within, and my hips bucked, chasing the sensation. His thumb found my clit, rubbing in tight, wet circles,

splashed with my movements,

core.

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finger, filling me further, his pace quickening, and gripped

tighter, stroking him in sync, feeling him pulse under

into a cry as he twisted his fingers, pressing harder, the pleasure spiraling

free, and I nearly whimpered at the

cock nudged my entrance, hot and blunt against my slickness,

eyes dark

this," he whispered, a plea wrapped

it-not now, not with my

didn't say

breathed, and he

me with a slow,

exquisite, his thickness parting me, inch by inch,

hilt, his

ass.

gasped, nails digging into his shoulders as he held still, letting me feel every ridge, every pulse

teasing every nerve. My pussy clenched around him,

sloshed with each thrust, a rhythmic counterpoint to the wet smack of our

again. His fingers pressed and circled, slick with my arousal, and the dual sensation-his cock plunging deep, his touch stoking