Chapter 142

Zavian didn’t answer with words. He simply dipped his head to capture her lips again. This time, the kiss was slow and deliberate. It was a gentle devouring locked lips that left Emmeline’s knees weak.

She clung to him, momentarily forgetting the world outside their heated bubble until reality crashed back in. Her husband!

She stepped back hastily, placing her hands on Zavian’s chest to push him away. “Enough, Mr. Blackthorn,” she pleaded in a trembling but firm voice. “You have to leave. He’ll finish changing any minute now and come looking for me.”

Zavian’s dark eyes was filled with reluctant acceptance, though a flicker of longing lingered. “I’m forced to leave,” he said low and heavy with frustration. “Even though I haven’t had nearly enough of you.”

His gaze swept over her, heated and possessive. “However, we can’t afford to get caught.”

Emmeline’s lips parted in relief, but her breath hitched again when he suddenly tugged her undies down with a sw