Chapter 144. Never Forget

Ellie's POV

His wet lips trace a fiery path down my cheeks and settle on my neck, every nerve in my body igniting with longing. My bones feel like jelly, barely able to support me as I surrender to the intoxicating sensation of his touch. My arms instinctively wrap around his head, urging him not to stop the magic he is weaving with his kisses. With each touch of his lips, my moans escape me uncontrollably, filling the air with the sound of our shared desire.

Time stands still, and all that exists is the heat between us and the electricity crackling in the air. His plans for tonight may have to wait because this is too deep to put aside.

I yank my right hand from his neck and wet it with my saliva, then I slink it beneath his bathrobe, grabbing his glorious protruding cock and stroking it with my hand. Its size has presumably doubled due to its arousal; the veins are easily felt, and I can imagine how greenish they look, giving it a