CHAPTER 234

  She left her conscience outside as they entered their room. It was dark and the wind coming from the window is cold, but not enough to cool them down.

  She looked up at nothingness as he lay her down and let every part of her feel adored and craved. The muffled sounds of yearnings aired like a lullaby to their ears, urging them to do more than they have started.

  Eunice grabbed on the man’s arm and pulled him up. “I want you now,” she uttered before claiming his lips and savored the bliss that only his kisses can give her.

  He chuckled and took off his clothes, leaving marks on his possession. She whimpered as he gets further, and it is a torture that in his every touch, he leaves a pinch of pain, yet full of pleasure.

  “What are you doing?” she asked when she heard rustling.

  “Sofia just turned five, and on our plan—”

  “Damn to that plan!” She searched for his hand and threw away the foil he’s holding.

  “I am not good at refraining myself, Eu.”