Chapter thirty-seven

He brushed the tendrils of escaped hair away from her face. “I have another request for you.” With his thumb and forefinger, he lifted her chin upwards so he could lock her gaze with his. “It’s been more than a month and a half. Any longer and I will cease to be able to function.”

Helen's face immediately began to flush with heat as she processed what he was saying. Shy, she tried to pull her gaze from his. He wouldn’t let her.

“Helen, I'm serious,” he breathed. “I need to be inside you. How about tonight? Anywhere you want.”

Right then, what she wanted more than anything was to kiss him, hard and deep. So her hands lifted to hold the sides of his face. He didn’t wait. With a slant of his head, he crushed his lips to hers and she tasted him again. It was like coming home from a long, arduous, and very unnecessary journey. As his tongue dipped and stroked hers, she felt her knees begin to weaken, the fire he wrought in her heart, draining her entire body of the stamina needed to even
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