StartNovelSophia could feel the storm of emotions rolling off of Brandon.
Her hands, hanging awkwardly at her sides, lifted slightly as if to push him away but hesitated.
Brandon didn't give her a moment to second-guess.
The moment their lips touched, his hand tightened around the back of her neck, pulling her closer. His kiss deepened, his tongue
skillfully finding hers, as if he wanted to consher whole.
Sophia felt like a lamb in the jaws of a hungry wolf, her head tilted back, forced to endure his overwhelming desire. Yet she quickly
found herself lost in the heat of his passionate kiss.
As she wrapped her arms around Brandon's neck, her passive stance shifted into an unconscious response.
The desire Brandon had been holding back erupted like a volcano.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis touch grew rougher, his kisses more intense, his hand in her hair tightening, while the other hand eagerly tugged at her
clothes.
The room was filled with a symphony of their mingled breaths and the rustle of fabric against fabric.
Long-suppressed desires took control of them both.
The darkness only intensified the longing that lay deep within their hearts.
At this moment, reason was the least necessary thing.
Sophia ot where they were, her mind wiped clean by Brandon's relentless attention, driven by pure instinct and desire,
passionately returning his kisses.
She couldn't recall how they made it to the bedroom.
Clothes were carelessly discarded in their heated embrace.
As soon as she was laid back on the cool sheets, the sudden chill brought her back to her senses for a moment. She reached for
the blanket, embarrassed, but Brandon's hot kisses descended again.
He was still standing at the edge of the bed, one hand cradling her head, the other impatiently pulling off his dark loungewear.
Buttons scattered as he tore open his shirt with a swift motion, pressing her deeper into the mattress.
The details of what followed were hazy for Sophia, only the profound craving for each other's bodies seemed to have been etched
into her bones.
Brandon, who normally appearedposed and restrained, was anything but.
He was like a skilled hunter, effortlessly controlling all her senses and emotions.
Under him, she had nowhere to hide.
He was full of energy too.
Their long-untouched bodies turned into a potent aphrodisiac.
That night, they were like two untamed beasts, unreservedly following their deepest desires. The dark, private space bectheir
sanctuary.
Sophia lost track of how many times they ctogether, only remembering the hoarseness of her voice, her consciousness
drifting between rationality and wild abandon, exhausted yet utterly satisfied.
The next morning, Sophia awoke to find her throat dry and hoarse. As she opened her eyes, she saw Brandon lying beside her,
holding her.
He was awake, propped on one elbow, watching her with an easy smile.
Between his fingers, he twirled an emerald bracelet he had taken from Marian the day before
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