My Great Escape Led Me to You novel Chapter 125

Emily Blair was trembling in Andrew Lane’s arms, her whole body burning with fever. Desperate and yearning, she clung to his shirt collar, her vision swimming.

“An—Andrew…”

Her voice was barely a whisper, quivering, her breath shivering across the bare skin of Andrew’s neck—a warmth and scent that drew her in, made her crave more.

She was so hot. Sweat beaded along her skin, her body on fire.

Andrew smelled incredible—cool, clean, a scent she longed to drown herself in.

She thought that pressing closer to him would somehow bring relief.

As if bewitched, she slowly let go of his collar, her hands—scalding hot—sliding up to his neck. Her fingertips traced mindless patterns across his skin, unable to stop.

“I want…” she murmured, voice thick and lost.

In her dazed, blurry gaze, she saw his Adam’s apple bob.

Drawn by some wild instinct, she pressed her thumb to the slight movement in his throat.

A moment later, his deep voice rumbled above her.

Andrew’s arms tightened around her, holding her fast.

He lowered his lashes, his dark eyes unreadable as he met her gaze. “Emily Blair, behave yourself.”

His voice was low and husky, the sound curling straight into her chest, making her heart skip.

She blinked up at him, trying to focus on his face.

But after a second, his features blurred again. Who was he? Who was this man?

She didn’t know what she was doing anymore.

Suddenly, she threw her arms around his neck, trying to pull herself up, arching towards him, lips searching for the heat of his throat.

“I want…”

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