The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He
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Chapter 287 Losing Control Again
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She sucked in a sharp breath, then continued in a trembling voice, “I just lost my bbnce /bearlier. I’ll be bfine /bafter a bit of rest.”
Lost her bnce……
Hearing that. James instinctively nced down at his bown /blegs.
As he looked down, his gazended directly on btwo /bslender, shapely calves.
Further down were delicate, elegant ankles and unbelievably fair, beautiful feet.
Last night, he had no idea what had gotten into him. Like a beast with nothing but teeth, he’d wanted to bite and mark every inch of her skin.
Her legs were bnow /bvisibly covered bin /bred marks.
Even her ankles bore suggestive imprints that made his mind reel.
Because her skin was so pale and delicate, those marks stood out even more, harsh and vivid against her body.
One nce at those marksb, /bband /bthe chaos fromst night shed through his mind again.
When she had cried and begged him to stop, not only did he ignore her, he’d gripped her ankles tighter and gone even harder…..
The images were far too wild. He didn’t dare dwell on them, nor keep looking. He turned his bface /baway in a rush.
But by rurning away along the line of her ankle, he identally caught sight of an even more breathtaking
Like a blossom blooming in the snow, like peach petals bdancing /bin spring wind, luring him to sink deeper. inch by inch.
He shut his eyes in a panic, telling himself not to cross any more lines.
His eyelids mped shut, his expression calm and unmoved, as if he were beyond all earthly desires. But in reality, he was just a man. There was no such thing as pure detachment.
With his eyes closed, his other senses grew sharper. The feel of her in his arms became impossible to ignore.
Her body was unbelievably soft band /bsmooth, like cotton candy wrapped in the finest shimmering silk. Every inch of her was destroying his reason, chipping away at the self–control he took pride in.
She was driving him nad
He knew she already bloved /bsomeone else, that she was counting down the days to get her bdivorce /bfinalized.
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She wasn’t Le. In a little over a week, they’d be legally separated. He should stay away.
He reminded himself over and over toy her gently on the bed and step away.
But no bmatter /bhow many times he told himself, it didn’t work.
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bWhen /bhe finally snapped out of it, he realized he hadn’t backed off at all. Instead, he had taken her lips again–desperately, possessively.
“James, could you please put me down on the couch-
Before Lily could finish, a jolt of pain shot through her.
Then bcame /ba wave of searing heat.
She couldn’t believe it–James had kissed her. bHard/bb. /b
She was so stunned her peach–blossom eyes widened in disbelief. For a moment, she even forgot to push him away.
And as the kiss deepened, she nearly lost herself in it–almost responded before catching herself.
“James…”
She knew this wasn’t right. Snapping out of it, she tried to speak and stop him.
But before she could say anything else, he had already taken her bdown /bonto the wide sofa.
His kiss was still like wildfire.
After scorching her lips, the burning heat started to move lower.
As his movements grew bolder, Lily panickedpletely.
He liked men.
He had made it clear–he couldn’t be with a woman.
bShe /bcouldn’t bdisgust /bhim again.
She didn’t want to leave another psychological scar. Reflexively, she raised her hand, trying to create distance between them.
But with her current strength, there bwas /bno way bshe /bcould push him off.
Instead, her palm brushed against his chest by ident, and her whole body shuddered from the contact.
His chest was unreal–firm, defined, perfect.
Every line sculpted with mesmerizing symmetry, ba /bmasterpiece of the bgods/b.
His abs radiated pure, masculine power band /boozed intoxicating hormones.
She remembered clearlyst night, as she trembled beneath him, sweat had slid from his prominent
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Adam’s apple bdown /bonto his chest….
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He had looked like the very embodiment of sin–like a seductive incubus.
Unable to resist, she reached out and gave that incubus’s chest a little squeeze.
bThat /btouch made James groan low in his throat, and his kisses grew even more intense–like mes consuming everything, trying to burn her to ashes.
To him, at that moment, she was the most tempting delicacy.
Everything he had done was to finally bhave /bher–body and soul.
In his frenzy, he identally knocked a ss off the coffee table.
The crash of shattering ss sliced through bthe /bair, jolting him back to reality.
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the disheveled, tear–stained woman sprawled on the couch, her body covered in new marks. He couldn’t believe it.
He had done this.
And not under the influence of drugs–but while fully conscious,pletely aware.
He had lost control again. And this time, it was unforgivable.
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