Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine Read Online Free

Chapter 363: After all, anything prepared by Emanuel was bound to be delicious.

But food wasnt on his mind.

He approached Allison, his gaze intent.

What Im more concerned about, Ms.

Clarke, is whether youve had enough today.

Allison, confused, blinked.

I guess Before she could finish, Kellans strong hand gently grasped her waist, lifting her effortlessly onto the wooden table.

Her feet dangled, unsteady, as she instinctively wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

Kellan… put me down, she said with a slight frown.

At first, Allison hadnt fully registered what was happening, but soon enough, she realized his intentions.

Im not satisfied yet, Ms.

Clarke, Kellan murmured, his normally restrained expression now laced with playful heat.

The sight of himhis damp, tousled hair, the towel hanging loosely around his hips, his lean torso still warm from the showerwas impossible to ignore.

She had to admit that he was casual, wild, and unbearably attractive.

Allison couldnt deny the stirring in her chest.

During her three-year marriage, shed done everything to catch Coltons attention: lace, camisoles, even costumes.

But he had stayed loyal to Melany, pushing her away in disgust.

Shed felt defeated, as if she were nothing more than an unwanted, unappetizing piece of meat.

Lᴀtєst chαptєrs in g????lnovels.???????????? Now, seeing Kellans burning desire, Allison realized just how starved shed been for any kind of real connectionbody or soul.

Kellan.

Yes? You do realize its still daytime, right? I do, he replied, his hands already sliding under her shirt.

So, are you going to stop me, Ms.

Clarke? His touch ignited a fire in her, each brush of his fingers making her tremble.

Their eyes met as Allison reached out, pinching his chin playfully.

Who could refuse you? she teased.

Neither of them was timid or uncertain.

The heat between them was undeniable, an addiction they both willingly fed into.

Allison leaned in first, claiming his lips as she tangled her fingers in his hair.

The faint scent of his body wash clung to himfresh and intoxicating.

Kellan responded in kind, his kisses trailing downward as he pulled her shirt higher, bunching it at her waist.

Her skin flushed under his touch, the warmth of his breath making her shiver in anticipation.

The table rocked slightly beneath them, her feet pressing against his thighs for balance.

But Kellans hands gripped them firmly, his touch burning against her sensitive skin.

In one swift motion, he lifted her off the table, her body tensing as they moved togetherunsteady yet perfectly in sync.

Her collarbone soon bore the marks of his affection.

Allison bit down on his Adams apple, as if warning him.

Kellan, she breathed, Weve got a trip to Athton tomorrow.

Go easy on me.

Dont worry, Ms.

Clarke, Kellan grinned.

I am tender.

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