Chapter 39
Chapter 39
Chapter 26
Her eyes sparkled with a newfound conviction, and the moment Matt stepped inside the room, she moved with a speed that caught him off guard. Before he could fully register her presence, Colette had already closed the distance between them, her arms looping around his neck as she captured his lips in a passionate kiss. The intensity of her embrace surprised him, but it was a surprise laced with delight.
“You did miss me, then!” Matt’s voice was a mix of amusement and desire as he pulled her closer, his crooked smile giving way to something more primal. He held her small frame tightly against his own, his lips crashing down on hers with a fervor that mirrored the longing in his words. “I’ve been going crazy without you, without feeling your body pressed against mine like this p>
With a swift, practiced motion, Matt tugged at her blouse, the fabric slipping from her shoulders as his lips left a trail of featherlight kisses along the curve of her neck. “Without being inside you every night, hearing you cry out my name… God, Colette, I’ve missed you so much p>
His voice was thick with yearning, a raw need that matched the fire blazing in her own eyes. Colette couldn’t see the flames in her own gaze, but she could feel them, mirrored’in the heat that coursed through her veins. Tonight, she wanted him entirely–mind, body, and soul. She needed to claim him as hers, just as he would claim her.
There was no hesitation, no doubt. Only the certainty that tonight, they would belong to each other completely and without reservation.
As Matt leaned in to kiss Colette, her heart raced with anticipation. Their lips met softly at first, then grew more passionate as they explored each other’s mouths. He savored the taste of her lips and the feel of her warm breath against his own.
When he pulled back slightly, he gazed into her eyes and saw nothing but love reflected back at him. ‘God! How had he ever stayed away from this woman! His woman! For so long?! But no more! No more p>
With a gentle nudge of his head, he began trailing soft kisses down her jawline towards her throat where he pressed small pecks along its smooth surface before moving lower still…
His hands found their way underneath Colette’s shirt and brushed lightly against the bare skin of her stomach before reaching upwards to cup one full breast through the fabric she wore. As if by instinct alone Matt began kneading gently at first then more firmly as arousal built between them both. His thumb brushed teasingly over her nipple hardening it further still while fingertips danced across sensitive flesh sending shivers down her spine.
Colette moaned softly into their kiss as Matt continued exploring every inch of exposed skin available to him; She arched her back slightly inviting him closer still wanting nothing more than feel every part of himself pressed against every part possible without losing contact even for just a second.
Matt’s hands continued their exploration of Colette’s body, slowly peeling away her clothes one piece at a time. He took his time undressing her, savoring every moment as if it were the first time they are coming together like this. His fingers traced along her curves, teasing and tantalizing with each gentle
caress.
As he reached for the button on her blouse, he looked into her eyes and saw nothing but desire reflected back at him. With a soft whisper in his ear, she asked him to take off all of her clothes -And fast! Because she wanted him now! And so he did…as fast as his hands would allow…
His fingers worked quickly now unfastening buttons and zippers until finally she stood before him completely naked save for a pair of lacy black panties that barely contained what lay beneath them! He couldn’t help but admire how beautiful she looked even after all these years- more stunning than any woman he had ever known or even imagined existed!
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The End Of a Marriage
Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.