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Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring

Chapter 172
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Chapter 172 71%1 +5 She slid her hands up his chest to the back of his neck, entanglin her fingers in his hair as she urged him closer, pressing deeper.

Her lips moved with equal fervor against his while and her tongue met his in a passionate dance.

The guttural low moan rumbling from his lips, vibrated against her mouth and sent waves of heat coursing through her. The sound weakened her knees and a strange uncontrollably need coursed through her body.

She could feel her wetness pooling between her thighs, and her body betrayed how desperately she needed him. "Alexander," his nescaped from lips in a trembling tone files with longing.

He didn't reply with words. Instead, he guided her backward with slow, deliberate steps until the back of her legs hit the couch.

With a soft firm push, she found herself on the cushions, and he laid on her.

His lips moved down from her lips, down her jaw found her neck.

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Her back arched of its own accord as his hand slid up her side, slipping beneath her blouse to cup her breast. The warmth of his touch brought another shiver through her, and she couldn't bite back the moan that escaped past her lips.

"Emma," he muttered, his voice thick with longing.

The way he called her nsent her heart racing, her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath. Every touch, every kiss felt like a spark igniting something deep inside her.

But when his hands moved to the hem of her T-shirt, tugging it upwards, a thread of doubt crossed her mind. What if Brianna, Vivian, or the kids cin? The thought made her pull back slightly, placing her hands on his chest to stop him.

"Alexander," she whispered, her tone filled with both longing and concerned. "What if somebody comes back? He pulled back far enough to look into her eyes, his gaze piercing, his hunger for her a mirror of her own for him. His hand lifted to frher cheek, his thumb stroking gently along her skin.

"No one is coming back," he whispered, shaking with desire. "At least not now. And I can't wait longer, Emma. I need you." His words sent a shiver down her spine, and the last thread of her resistance snapped. She nodded curtly, yielding to what he wanted, and he needed no more encouragement.

Alexander's breath hitched as he took in the sight before him. Emma lay beneath him, her skin glowing like smooth caramel under the soft light of the room; her chest rising and falling, in rhythm with expectations, and her big eyes were searching for what was to next.

His heartbeat thundered inside his chest, the weight of the moment on him, like a tidal wave.

This was the first the was truly seeing her body, her gentle curves, the soft lines, the way her skin seemed to shimmer as if lit from within.

He could not even tell how much she meant to him in words. She was all he wanted. She had stood by him even when he didn't deserve it. She has quietly endured his coldness and neglect, gave him not just one but two beautiful children, and 14:58 Fri, Jan 31 Chapter 172 3 G never asked for anything in return.

His cock pulsed with urgency, hard as steel, begging for release. Net, he made himself, every whispered word, that she was the one who meant the world to him. That she wasn't just sfleeting moment of passion, but the love of his life.

She comes first, and he had to show her, to prove to her with every touch, every kiss 50 slow. It wasn't about his need alone.

He leaned down, his lips soft against hers before tracing down to her neck. His tongue glided along her collarbone. His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs light against her hardened nipples. She gasped at the touch, arcing off the couch as she pressed herself closer to him.

"You're so beautiful, Emma," he whispered against her skin, his voice husky with emotion. "I don't know how I missed this. How I missed you." Her breath caught as her fingers threaded through his hair, pulling him closer. His words sent fire down her spine; her body responded to him in ways she could not control. Every touch, every kiss seemed to light a spark deep inside, something she had thought long extinguished.

Alexander's lips continued lower, pressing kisses along her stomach as his hands caressed her boobs, and then, his gaze finally stopped and lingered a moment longer on her scar, his finger tracing the delicate line as if committing it to memory.

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He leaned down wordlessly and pressed his lips to the scar with tenderness. It was a reverent kiss, full of unspoken apologies, and a depth of affection he couldn't voice. His tongue darted out warm and deliberate, tracing the line of the scar as if to erase the pain it once caused.

A soft gasp escapey Emma's lips and her lids fluttered shut, as a wave of shivers began coursing through her body at the warmth of his mouth.

O She felt the movement of the lips gliding lower, her breath catch as the kisses trailed down her v-line, her cheeks turning deep red immediately and her eyes snapped open and caught his gaze. "Alexander." She whispered. She was shaking inside shyly yet her eyes were full of anticipation.

He looked up at her, his dark eyes filled with both mischief and tenderness. "Trust me, Emma," he murmured, his voice low and reassuring. "You're going to love this." His hands found her skirt's waistband. He slide it down her legs, revealing her red lace pants.

The sight of her made his breath catch, and for a moment, all he could do was admire her.

Being stunning was an understatement.

Emma bit her bottom lip, she was still shy but her body betrayed her as it shook under his touch. He laid his fingers over the lace pants and began pressing her clit with light pressure.

The thin fabric did nothing to dull the sensation, and Emma's head fell back as a soft moan escaped her lips.

Her reaction spurred him on, his fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles over her clit.

She felt her breathing quicken and her hands clasped into fists, clenching the couch beneath her and surrending to the sensations hem stirred inside of her. She arched her hips slightly, begging for more of it. He finally slid her panties down her legs to reveal her glistening pink clits. He salivated at the beautiful view and his cock painfully throbbed within his pants.