NovelUpdateLizetta barely had tto gasp before the man's tongue boldly invaded, sweeping through and claiming hers with a fervor that left her breathless.
His warm, firm hand cradled the back of her neck, leaving her no room to escape or even think of retreating. He held her close, demanding her complete surrender.
Her body felt like a soft teddy bear, melting against his solid, iron-strong chest. It was like being caught between a cloud and a furnace, with every inch of her being aware of him.
In that instant, Lizetta was lost, caught up in the heat of the kiss, unable to form a coherent thought. It wasn't until he had thoroughly explored every inch of her mouth, leaving her breathless and teary-eyed from the sheer intensity, that he pulled back slightly and spoke in a deep, husky voice.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Consider this a warning kiss, Liz. Don't you dare go back on your word." Lizetta was still catching her breath, her hair tousled from his fervent kisses. A stray lock clung to her lip, dark against her flushed, rosy skin, creating an intimate contrast.
His eyes, deep and intense, flickered as he gently brushed the strand back behind her ear, his touch sending a shiver through her.
Her cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue. "You were the one who said those things, don't pin it on me." Her words seemed to ease the tension within Remington, but he didn't let her go. If anything, her response only highlighted the contrast between his relaxed mood and the tension simmering in his body.
His breath was hot and heavy against her, pressing closer, his voice a low, gravelly accusation. "You may not have said it, but that's what you meant." Lizetta could feel the heat radiating from him, the air in the car thick with his presence and the unmistakable scent of his cologne.
Outside, the city buzzed with life, cars passing by. He was utterly... relentless.
Blushing to the tips of her ears, she pushed at him, flustered and embarrassed. "Okay, okay, I take it back. Just stop." Her concession brought a smirk to Remington's lips. He hadn't even needed to ask, and she was already withdrawing her words, which only served to lift his spirits further.
His lips quirked into a soft smile, and he nudged her nose with his. "You know, the more you comply, the more I want to tease you." His body was practically thrumming with energy, impossible to ignore Lizetta turned her head, trying to escape his scorching proximity, only to inadvertently offer her blushing ear to his lips.
Remington's lips brushed over her earlobe, nibbling lightly, his voice a dark whisper. "Liz, don't even think about backing out. Or else, I might just..." He let the sentence hang, unfinished, teasing her curiosity. Lizetta bit her lip, intrigued despite herself. "Might just what?" He pushed himself up slightly, his gaze locking onto hers, deep and stormy with unspoken emotions. He was a man with needs, and the moment he touched her, all O self-control went out the window.
He thought about how their little Daisy had been a surprise, despite all precautions. It was a testament to his persistence and her... well, fertility.
If he were to truly have her, perhaps, just maybe, it would lead to another little miracle. And with a child, there'd be no more fear of her backing out, no more heartache.
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But these thoughts, dark and selfish, were quickly pushed aside. He couldn't treat her that way. Shool ne? wasn't ready to be a mother again, ар he needed to be patient, to play fair.
"You really don't want to know."
In the end, Remington just leaned back, giving her a bit more space, and era bitrmored placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
The darkness in his eyes softened, mth and tenderness.
replaced by warmth Lizetta's fingers relaxed their grip on the seat, her palms slick with sweat.
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