Chapter 62

"Yeah, I can."

As soon as those words left her lips in a breathy whisper, her pants and her shoes were pushed to the floors, and her husband yanked her face downwards and kissed her with ravening hunger.

He tasted like rich creamy cake, and exuded a sexual aura of addiction and temptation, luring her into his sinful trap with his tongue.

And she went, falling for his bait, a moan wrenching from he