NovelEnglishChapter 356: As she sank into the bath, the chill that had clung to her skin melted away.
A soothing warmth enveloped her completely.
Get warm first, or youll catch something, Kellan murmured, his voice rough with desire.
Despite the fire in his eyes, he kept a careful distance, his restraint palpable.
He was a contradiction in every sense commanding yet tender, wild yet gentle, dangerous yet protective.
Allison found herself craving his intensity, eager to pull him into a dance of passion.
The condoms are on the right, sixteen of them, she teased, leaning back against the tub and meeting his gaze, a playful challenge in her eyes.
The water shimmered, reflecting the soft flush of her skin and the faint marks of their earlier encounter on her chest.
Her words dripped with temptation, her teasing like a cat toying with its prey.
She ruled the moment effortlessly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOne simple sentence, and Kellans control unraveled, surrendering to the pull of her allure.
Sixteen? You might just kill me, Ms.
Clarke, he muttered, the humor in his voice laced with hunger.
As Kellan shrugged off his shirt and trousers, his physique cinto full view, every line of his body sculpted and powerful.
His skin, flushed either from the heat of the bath or the fire smoldering between them, glistened slightly. Their fingers found each other in the rising mist.
And then he kissed her hard, urgent.
Their bodies were impossibly close, the steam swirling around them, blurring their faces.
The only thing clear was the fevered breath that hung thick between them, the air charged with the intensity of their closeness.
Once he surrendered to temptation, Kellan found it nearly impossible to pull back.
For those who have tasted the forbidden fruit, the desire to possess it only grows more consuming.
Kellan knew this all too well.
In theory, he was supposed to be the one in control, the architect of the game.
But his meticulously laid plans continuously crumbled, failing to hit their mark.
More than once, he had wanted to ask Allison a simple, nagging question: What exactly was their relationship? Yet, he never let the words escape his lips.
The two of them were cut from the scloth.
They could read each other without needing to speak.
It was painfully obvious that Allison wasnt serious about whatever they had.
She never demanded more from him, but she had a way of drawing him in, over and over, until he would fall right back into her hands.
But this time, things were different.
Clear-headed, both of them gave in to a passion neither had ever experienced before.
They connected in the most intimate way imaginable.
And now, lying side by side in the darkness, Kellan finally spoke.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHis voice was low, almost hesitant.
Allison, I want to keep you by my side.
He wanted her to be his, and his alone.
He wasnt sure if what he felt was love.
All he knew was that life without her seemed unthinkable the content is of novelenglish.net!
In the past, he had scoffed at the idea of love, certain he would never be foolish enough to fall for it. But Allison had changed all of that.
After his confession, there was a long, heavy silence.
He thought she was processing what he had just said.
Ms.
Clarke, if you must, consider it a joke.
Dont take it too seriously.
Even that self-deprecating remark was met with nothing.
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