Chap-70*Kisssed By My Mate.*

Cynthia Dion:

His lips were so smooth against mine that I was not only startled but also immobilized. My body seemed to have been wanting the sensation and comfort for a very long time. I admit that I didn’t want him to end the kiss, and that’s what I hate myself for.

I adored the way he tasted and the way he held my other hand while holding my back with a gentle arm around it.

He even made a moaning sound while sliding his lips slowly over mine, which further mesmerized me. I let him gently suck my lips, taking the nectar from my lips into his mouth, before a name popped into my head.

The memory of what happened on the very first day of my marriage, combined with the thought of his name, was enough to drive a wedge between us.

Mr. Holt!

When that name crossed my mind, my eyes snapped open. Atticus was the reason I had to endure living with an abuser for the sake of my physical and mental well-being. He looked surprised when I pushed him away, my palms against his firm chest.

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