Scars Of A Broken Bond free novel - Chapter 1803

Chapter 1803

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Quickly, Bettie shut her eyes tight.

Mid-October brought a chill to the air. Bettie had donned a long dress, topped with an overcoat, paired with black silk stockings and high-heeled shoes.

With gentle precision, Lance set aside her nightgown and perched at the edge of the bed, carefully removing her shoes.

Then, with practiced ease, he knelt beside her, unfastening her coat and unbuttoning her dress.

At that moment, Bettie dared not stir, her thoughts a whirlwind of confusion. Perhaps her curiosity had been misplaced It appeared that all Lance wanted was to change her clothes. Hurry up, Lance.

Just put her pajamas on.

Feeling an overwhelming sense of unease, Bettie couldnt shake the feeling that his gaze lingered on her, as if he had seen her naked.

No! She had been stripped bare!

Bettie deliberately feigned sleep, avoiding the awkwardness that awaited her upon awakening. She could only hope that Lance would maintain his composure and not give into his desires.

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Suddenly, his lips brushed against her collarbone, his movements slow and deliberate, as if savoring a delectable treat, inch by inch.

It tickled. An involuntary shiver coursed through Bettie as she lay there, eyes shut tightly. Her throat felt parched and scratchy.

Um she managed to utter, her attempt to suppress a moan resulting in a faint murmur.

Frustration surged within Bettie. How dare Lance! She cursed herself for succumbing to curiosity. She should have dropped the act sooner!

Lances head dipped, and he sank his kis onto her skin.

Bettie bit down hard on her lower lip, trying to stifle the rising desire threatening to overwhelm her. A primal urge stirred deep within her, pushing her to the brink of losing control.

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Goosebumps prickled across her skin, a mixture of pleasure and discomfort. The sensation was maddeningly exquisite, yet torturous.

She couldnt endure it any longer. She wanted to pretend she woke up right now. It wasnt too late, right?

Suddenly, a scratching sound shattered the tense atmosphere.

Bettie froze, her heart racing. Her silk stockings were torn, making her shiver slightly.

Then, Lances lips descended upon her once more.

Wide-eyed with shock, Betties mind blanked, her body trembling uncontrollably. Her breathing quickened as the intensity increased.

No No

In a desperate bid to stifle her emotions, Bettie closed her eyes and clamped down on her lower lip.

For a moment, time seemed to freeze.

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