The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 269

Chapter 269: A Fragile Redemption On Bed

Sean POV

The room was dins, the faint glow of the bedside lamp spilling across Angela's bare skin, printing her in soft gold.

The house was hushed, the only sounds the distant hum of the down the hall. and the quiet, steady breaths of Arix and Erian deeping

I knelt between her legs, my hands resting on her thighs, fooling the tremor her muscles as I lowered my head. The stiffened at first, het breath catching in a thaip, shy gasjs.

"Sean, what are you" she started, her voice tight with embarrassment, her hands hovering uncertainly above me.

I'd never done this before, the flash creeping up her neck told me

“Shh, just let me," I murmuned, my lips brushing the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. My voice was low, craving, as I nudged her legs apart a little more.

"Trust me, love

She hesitated, her body rigid with nerves, but I kept going, slow and deliberate, kissing my way closer until my mouth hovered over

her pussy

The first touch of my tongue was gentle, tentative, and she jolted, a soft whimper escaping her.

I glanced up, catching the way her eyes squeezed shut, her hands fisting the sheets. It was intoxicating-her shyness, her vulnerability-and I guided her through it, my tongue tracing slow, steady circles around her clit until her tension started to melt.

Her breathing shifted, growing ragged, and I felt her relax under me opening up to the pleasure I was giving her.

Seeing her unravel like that-my woman, blooming under my touch was a satisfaction I couldn't put into words.

When she came, her thighs trembling and a choked cry slipping out, pressed a final kiss to her, my chest swelling with a quiet, primal pride.

mattress I took her in. She was different-fuller,

that felt almost sacred, and it stirred something deep

to "The kids are sleeping." cover her mouth gently. "Quiet, baby," I rasped,

eyes flared with heat, her breath hot against my palm, and I thrust

slick, perfect, her body gripping me like she'd been waiting for this. I hit back a groan, my hips grinding against hers -as 1 fought to

Angela," I growled, my free hand hooking under her knee, pulling it higher around my

faster, my cock sliding in and out with a

Her

against my hand, and I pressed harder, not just to hush her

raw, possessive, and

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A Fragile

two jagged scars that marred

touch lingering, and then she leaned up, pressing her lips to them. The warmth of her kiss against these rough. faded lines hit me like

voice shaking as 1

scars were my opology-elched into me from a night. I'd stepped in

desperate attempt to shield her

scared, giving birth to our twins while I was half a world away, Tailing as

now, kissing the evidence of my guilt,

I said, my hand slipping from her mouth to crable her

heavy with the weight of it, because she was-mature, radiant, a mother in

her that made her gasp, her

unrestrained now-pushed me closer to the

losing myself in her

me, her muffled cry vibrating against my hand. I followed right after, the pressure snapping,

breaths tangling in the quiet aftermath. I pulled my hand away, brushing a damp

sheets after, her head on my chest,

the ceiling, my fingers tracing circles on her

What if she remembered?