Revenge on My Heartless Husband and Daughter (Tiffany) novel Chapter 272

I didn’t want to forget any moment about tonight.

Then, he grasped the top of my shirt and ripped it open, a loud tearing sound filling the room. He exposed my large breasts and hard nipples. My clit pulsed from the obsessive look in his eyes. For a moment, the only sound in the room was my ragged breath and my pounding heart.

I quickly became impatient that he was just staring and not doing anything. So, I grabbed the back of his head and guided his mouth until it was on my hard nipple.

“Yes,” I groaned and lifted my hips when his tongue flicked against one of nipples while he circled the other with his thumb.

Golden fireworks burst throughout my body as he switched between my nipples, sucking licking, and gently biting them. His hand massaged my breasts as his hard length pressed against my aching

center.

I clawed his back, needing so much more from him. I didn’t care if I had to beg. I needed everything from this man tonight.

As he continued to devour my breasts like they were his favorite meal, a lustful haze surrounded me. All I cared about was the electric feeling of Alexander’s body against mine and the unbelievable sensations that he was making me feel.

Just when my body was starting to build to something, Alexander’s head accidentally hit the bed frame.

“Damn it,” he said and rubbed the top of his head. “This bed wasn’t made for someone as tall as me.”

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As I tried to catch my breath, I silently agreed with him. The guest bed was only a twin.

Alexander stood and took me along with him. He wrapped my legs around his waist, pressing me against his hard length. He easily carried me to his room like I was as light as a feather. My legs trembled as anticipation coursed through me.

But when he laid me gently down on his bed and simply stared at me with a soft expression, my rational mind made an appearance. My thoughts began to spiral and an uncomfortable tension developed in my temples. The haze that I had been in began to lift, replaced with a fog of anxiety.

Alexander seemed to sense my reluctance, because he sat down on the edge of the bed and gently rubbed my back. “We can stop if you want,” he murmured and offered me the blanket to cover up my exposed chest.

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