Suzanne Yates and Austin Hall novel Chapter 188

Chapter 188

Marsha wondered why this jelly wasn’t sweet.

Charles was still in a daze All he could feel was Marsha’s tongue gliding lightly along his lips, sending a jolt through his chest.

Marsha, however, scrunched her brows. This jelly tasted terrible. She wondered if she had forgotten to peel off the wrapper.

she lifted her head, studying Charles intently. Then, she decided not to give up. She was going to taste it.

Pooting, she reached forward and yanked off his bathrobe.

charles gaze locked on Marsha’s striking face. His eyes narrowed slightly, his breaths growing heavier and uneven. His voice was deep and raspy as he inquired, “Marsha, are you

Heat surged through him like a tidal wave, His hands curled into fists as he fought to restrain himself.

But Marsha didn’t answer. Instead, she lowered her head and kissed him again. The moment their skin touched, it was like a wildfire had been ignited. The flames spread in an

Instant

Charles could no longer hold back. He flipped her over and pinned her beneath him as he captured her lips in a deep, searing kiss. Their bodies pressed together, burning with

Intensity.

The air great thick with desire.

Beyond the sheer white curtains, the moon quietly slipped behind the clouds as it too shy to watch.

Just as things were reaching their peak, a heavy ashtray came crashing down on Charles‘ head.

Marsha tossed the ashtray aside and pouted in dissatisfaction.

“Hmph. This jelly tastes autul. And it bines,”

While mattering to herself, she dozed off

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the white curtains, casting a glow over the mess–strewn room.

on the bed, Curles and Marsha Lay sprawled out

The bright light ur her face, making her eyelashes flumer, she groggily opened her eyes. Still drowsy, she stretched–only to realize she was hugging a min. Aman?

The thought made ber sleepiness vanish instantly.

With a slicek, the shot up and lacked Charles–who was still fast asleep straight off the bed.

Marsha pointed a trembling finger at him, her face burning with rage. “Charles Jennings, you filthy scumbag! What did you do to me last night!”

Her mind raced in she wondered about her virginity and why on earth she was in bed with him

Charles clutched the back of his throbbing head as he staggered up from the floor. Flashes of last night flekered through his mind

Has expression darkened immediately. His jaw clenched as he growled, “You seriously have the nerve to ask me that? You don’t remember a single thing you did, do you? Ashabinked in confusion.

Charles let out a butter laugh, his patience snapping “I swear, never want to ser

With that, he spun around and started out.

Marsha grabbed a pillow and Reprled it at his retreating ligure. “Like I want to see you!!!

She stood with her hands on her hips, fuming She had spent the night with him, yet somehow, she was the one getting the short end of the stick

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