PopularNovelChapter 273 Ex-Wife Chapter 273:Steamed Hearts Angle Hy I couldn't help but laugh when Sean said, "Letgive 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 "Con, sit here," he said, patting thei Thesitated, feeling a little rideykur, 1 slindad up, letting my legs dangle ooth stone ledge of the pool. "Lettake care of you." Can be a mentent later, slick with the oil, starting pentia, alinost tim gentle, like he was afraid of pushing too fingers.
"" he said, and that the gron his mine. "Zahid you Drept skills." slip myself, tylating away bum bum as a giggle escaped "sean?" I wipest, trying to catch my besuch He chuckled, pilting Bia hindi tuck für a wound "Indie klow your that tickleht he lungest forward and started ticklingon purpose.
brute, my laughter dying out.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtburst out laughing before I could and splashing it at him. He ducked, at still laughing, but then ai chass-wet, mesay, and ridiculous-and anymore. Thury were dark, sharp, like a predatur He didn't say anything, just leaned in slow, his breath brushing my lips.
I docked my head at the last second, my voice shaky. "It's almost fumettir. They might be waiting for us out them-Gindia, the 1/3 Chapter 273:Steamed Hearts.
Then he kissed me. It was deep, insistent, like he'd been holding it ck siner we stopped into this My hands found his shoulders, the oll and water making them slippery, and I kitsed him back, letting the warmth of the spring sink into nie.
His fingers trailed down 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 the heat of his hands.
He pulled back just enough to look at me, his eyes roaming over my face, my collarbone, the curve of my chest, "You're gorgeous," he said, soft but rough at the stime, and it snt a shiver throughdespite the warmth all around us. I reached for him, pulling him closet, and we slipped deeper into the water together.
The rose petals floating on the surface brushed against my legs as he pressed himself against me. His hands were under the water now, sliding my swimsuit bottoms down until they drifted off shere in The heat of the spring against my bare skin was intense, and then fingers were there, guiding me, pullingcloser. I wrapped MY DUTIES around he neck, the steam blurring everything into a sok baze.
He liftedlittle, the water makingweightless, and I hooked my legs around his waist. The petals stuck to his chest as pressed against him, ah! I could feel him-hard, ready-through the thin fabric of his swim trunks.
"Sean" I whispered, my voice barely audible over the gentle bubbling of the spring. He didn't answer, just kissedagain, this time, as he pushed the trunks down.
I gasped when he entered me, slow at first, the water lapping around us in soft waves.
His hands gripped my hips, steadyingas we found a rhythm, the water splashing lightly against the stone walls, ! buried my face in his neck, breathing in the mix of lavender oil and his skin, and he murmured my nagainst my ear. He shifted us, pressing my back against the edge of the pool. The stone was cool compared to the water, and it sent a jolt through 1. mc.
Rose petals clung to my arms, their scent stronger now, and Sean's hands slid up my sides, cupping my face as he kissedagain.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe water moved with us, warm and rhythmic, amplifying every touch. "Angela," he said, low and rough, and it was enough to unravel me.
I clung to him, my legs tightening around his waist as the heat-his, the spring's, mine-overwhelmed menn capart trembling. The water rippling harder around us, and he followed a moment later, his hands digging into my hips as he pressed his forehead to mine. We stayed like that for a while, breathing hard, the steam curling around us like a cocoon.
fingers lingering on his
The petals floated lazily on the surface, sstuck to his shoulders, and I reached up to brush them off, my fingers skin. He smiled-a small, real one-and kissedagain, solter now, like a promise... "Still think I can't handle a massage?" he asked, his voice teasing as he pulled back just enough to look at me.
I laughed, shoving him lightly, the water sloshing between us.
"Shut up." But I didn't move away.
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