Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 351

Chapter 351: Stress Relief

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Chapter 351

~Snow’s POV~

Zara’s hands slid up my chest, tangling in my hair as she kissed me back with equal fervour.

I trailed kisses down her neck, my teeth grazing her skin lightly, eliciting a soft gasp from her. My hands roamed, tracing the curves of her body, memorizing every inch.

When I reached her collarbone, I paused, my lips brushing against the delicate lace covering her cleavage. Zara’s breath hitched, and I smirked against her skin.

"Snow," she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation.

I continued my descent, dropping to my knees as I trailed kisses down her stomach. When I reached her crotch, I pressed a soft, lingering kiss against the fabric, making her shudder.

But I wasn’t done. My hands slid up her thighs, over her hips, until they rested on her breasts. My thumbs brushed over the sensitive peaks, drawing a soft moan from her lips.

I stood slowly, my hands never leaving Zara as I captured her lips once more. The kiss was slower this time, deeper, filled with everything I couldn’t put into words.

"I love you," I murmured against her lips.

Her hands cupped my face, her eyes shining with love and desire. "I love you too."

And for that moment, nothing else mattered. Not Vera. Not the bond. Not the lies.

It was just us.

I kissed her once more as my hands found the clasp of her bra and unfastened it. I pulled the lace from her and let it drop to the floor.

She stood before me, bared and beautiful, and my heart ached with longing.

"You are so beautiful," I whispered, letting my eyes roam over her.

Zara smiled, a faint blush colouring her cheeks. "And you are still too clothed."

"That can be remedied."

In a flurry of movements, I removed my shirt and pants, tossing them aside without a care.

Zara reached out, her hands tracing the lines of my chest, her touch sending a shiver down my spine.

I caught her hand, lifting it to my mouth and kissing her knuckles.

"Now, love," I said in a low voice. "Where were we?"

She laughed softly, and the sound became music to my ears. "I believe you were about to make love to me."

My cock twitched at the challenge in her voice.

"Oh? Is that what you want?"

She arched a brow, her gaze smouldering. "Yes."

That was all I needed. I wrapped an arm around her, pulled her close, and kissed her again. Our bodies moulded together, and the heat of her skin against mine made me groan.

I scooped Zara up and her legs wrapped around my waist and carried her to the desk. Papers fluttered to the ground as I sat her on the edge, the wooden surface cold against her skin.

My lips trailed down her neck, leaving a line of kisses and bites as I claimed her. She moaned softly, her head tilted back, giving me full access.

My hands roamed, exploring her curves, and I growled, my fingers brushing over the lace panties that were damp with her arousal.

"So wet already," I murmured, nipping her earlobe. "Is this all for me?"