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.

her, a quiet grace that felt

kids are sleeping." cover her mouth gently. "Quiet, baby," I rasped, my voice thick

eyes flared with heat, her breath hot against my palm,

gripping me like she'd been waiting for this. I hit back a groan, my hips grinding against hers -as

hand hooking under her knee, pulling it higher around my waist.

with a slick, deliberate rhythm, each thrust sending a jolt through

Her

and I pressed harder, not just to hush her but to feel that desperate tremor, to know I was the

and

1/3

A Fragile

my stomach then, tracing the two jagged

lips to them. The warmth of her kiss

my voice shaking as 1 stilled, letting

me from a night. I'd

to shield her when I'd already

to our twins while I was half a world away, Tailing

now, kissing the evidence of my guilt, only made the che

her mouth to crable

the weight of it, because she

her that made her gasp, her

unrestrained now-pushed me closer

her heat, in

against my hand. I

brushing a damp strand of hair from her

her head on

at the ceiling, my fingers tracing circles on her back, and the

What if she remembered?