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.

the mattress I took her in. She was different-fuller, softer, her body marked by the years of

maturity to her, a quiet grace that felt almost sacred, and it stirred something deep

kids are sleeping." cover her

against my palm,

this. I hit back a groan, my hips

her knee, pulling it higher around

sliding in and out with a slick, deliberate rhythm, each thrust sending a

Her

hand, and I pressed harder, not just to hush her but to

possessive, and I could't get

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269; A Fragile Redemption

jagged scars that marred the skin there-marks

lips to them. The warmth of her kiss

as 1 stilled, letting her

into me from a night.

her, a desperate attempt to shield her when I'd already

birth to our twins while I was half a

tenderness now, kissing the evidence of my

beautiful," I said, my hand slipping from her

are now... it's everything." My voice cracked, heavy with the weight of it, because she was-mature, radiant, a mother in every

shifted, thrusting deeper, hitting that spot inside her that

desperate, unrestrained now-pushed me closer

her mouth again, whispering, "Shh, love," as I moved harder, faster, losing myself in her heat, in the way she clenched around

her body shuddering beneath me, her muffled cry vibrating against my hand. I followed

quiet aftermath. I pulled my hand away, brushing a damp strand of hair from her face, and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead,

in the sheets after, her head on my chest,

hollow ache crept in. I stared at the ceiling, my fingers tracing circles on

What if she remembered?