Chapter 273

Ex-Wife

Chapter 273:Steamed Hearts

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I couldn't help but laugh when Sean said, "Let me give you

Idead at him, raising an eyebrow. "You're joking, right? Y

big-shot CIQ. What do you know about massages.

ate hot spring, the str

im curling around him. "There's no CEO here, Angela," your husband. Your personal masseur. Besides, you think rubbing your back is.

He smirked, leaning bark against the edge of the private he said, his vulce calm but firm. "Today, I'm harder than staring at financial reports all day?"

I opened my mouth to argar, bu returned with a small bottle of onl

enver who'd left the refreshments earlier. Before I could blink, the ender and something earthy, Sean took it from her with a nod, then turned to

"Come on, sit here," he said, patting thei

Thesitated, feeling a little rideykur,

1 slindad up, letting my legs dangle

ooth stone ledge of the pool. "Let me take care of you."

Can be a mentent later, slick with the oil, starting

gentle, like he was afraid

that the gron his

bum bum as a giggle

trying to catch my

Bia hindi tuck für a wound

started tickling me on

my laughter dying

laughing

it at

still laughing, but then

chass-wet, mesay, and

were dark, sharp, like

leaned in slow, his breath

my head at the last second, my voice shaky. "It's almost

waiting for us out them—Gindia,

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me. It was deep, insistent, like he'd

the oll and water making them slippery, and I kitsed

into nie.

my neck, then lower, tugging at the straps my swimsuit. I didn't stop him. The fabric slid down my arms, and the hot air hit my skin, mixing with

just enough to look at me, his eyes roaming over

soft but rough at the same time, and it snt a shiver through me despite the warmth all around us. I reached for him, pulling him

floating on the surface brushed against my legs as he pressed himself against me. His hands were under the water

then fingers were there, guiding me, pulling

everything into a sok

me weightless, and I hooked my legs around his waist. The petals stuck to his chest as pressed against him, ah! I could feel

barely audible over the gentle bubbling of the spring. He didn't answer, just kissed me again, this time, as he pushed the trunks

at

waves.

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