When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 453

Two years had passed since I last saw Gregory smoke. Not once had I smelled the faintest hint of tobacco on him. It must have been a particularly tough time for him.

Gregory kissed me with a tenderness and passion that felt like the first bloom of love, pouring all his fervor into me. My knees weakened, and only by his hands steadying me at my waist did I manage to stay upright.

Sensing my instability, he wrapped his arms around me and, while continuing to kiss me, walked backward until we sat down on the couch. His hands, with their distinctively defined wrists, grasped my calves and gently parted them, inviting me to straddle him. Then, he held me closer, kissing me with a wild abandon that left me breathless.

“Gregory…” I gasped for air.

“Hmm? Are you okay?” he asked, pausing to let me catch my breath, only to dive back in a moment later. His hand slid up under my dress, his calloused palm creating a tantalizing friction against my skin, eventually coming to rest on my chest. His touch was so gentle yet so intense that I found myself unable to speak a complete sentence.

Yet, all his kisses were through the fabric of my clothes.

Without stopping, Gregory kissed me again, his eyes burning with restrained desire. “Jane, Jane…” His voice was hoarse with longing. “You have the worst timing with your period.”

My cheeks burned even hotter. “It’s not like I can control it. It happens every month at this time.”

said, his voice deep and soothing. “I can wait. Jane, if

my fingers through his hair and gently kissed his forehead, using a nickname I had always avoided. “Thank you,

pleasure evident in his gaze. “What did you just call

“Gregory, didn’t you hear?”

not that,” he said, playfully pinching my waist. “The last part.

back laughter. I remembered when Dorothy used to call him by that nickname, and he always

I was referring to and chuckled. “You said it yourself. I don’t like others calling me that. Are you ‘others‘? Jane, from the

to be

I mused. Our families had arranged

born.

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an eyebrow. “So,

Ah… Stop,

me down on the couch. One hand held mine above my head while the other tickled me mercilessly. “Will you say

say it! Just stop!” I laughed until tears

my face.

was interrupted by his phone ringing. He glanced at the caller ID and