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Chapter: 1269
A warmth, so familiar and comforting, drew near with an intensity that bordered on obsession.
Rosalynn closed her eyes, enveloping his lean waist with her embrace and returning the kiss.
When their lips finally parted, she inquired softly, “Aren’t you hungry?”
Brian, his voice husky, responded with a fiery gaze and traced the contours of her smooth and tender
face with the tip of his chilly nose.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Starving.”
“Then I’ll cook something first.”
“No, what I crave is you.”
In that moment, all he desired was to experience the sensation of her body.
Brian lifted her in his arms and carried her into the bedroom, gently placing her on the bed.
With his tall figure bending down, his eyes gleamed darkly.
In that instant, all Rosalynn yearned for was to bring him joy and fulfill his happiness.
Encircling her arms around his neck, she raised her head and planted a kiss on his Lips.
His Adam’s apple bobbed, and his hand ventured beneath her clothing.
“Wait!”
A sudden pang reverberated through her belly. Abruptly, Rosalynn opened her eyes and pressed down
on his hand.
Brian breathed heavily, his voice laced with concern. “What’s wrong?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I-” Rosalynn began, but a searing warmth seemed to emanate from below.
“Wait a minute!”
Before she could elaborate, Rosalynn pushed Brian aside, hastily exiting the bed and scurrying to the
bathroom without even bothering to slip on her shoes.
Brian felt a fire raging within him. Straightening up, he grabbed her Slippers and headed to the
bathroom, struggling to suppress his emotions.
“What’s the matter? Are you feeling unwell?”
In the bathroom, Rosalynn perched on the toilet seat, her innocent face clouded with dismay as she
examined her soiled trousers.