Divorcing My Husband Over His Stepsister's Secret novel Chapter 104

Chapter 104

Anna’s POV:

I pressed my hands on his shoulders and leaned against his back like he was giving me a piggyback ride.

I playfully snatched his phone and noticed something was off–his watch was missing. It had been a Wright family heirloom, passed down through generations, and Blake hardly ever took it off.

‘Where’s your watch?” I asked.

Blake glanced at his bare wit and patted my arm dismissively. “Haven’t been wearing it lately.”

My stomach tightened. Blake not wearing his precious watch? This had to mean something. Was it because of Claire? Now that they were… whatever they were… maybe he didn’t need that symbol anymore.

Blake looked exhausted. I decided not to push the watch issue.

“Have caused problems for the Wright Group?” I asked quietly.

He didn’t answer. Instead, he pinched the bridge of his nose, leaned back against the sofa, and closed his eyes. I moved behind him and started massaging his temples.

We sat in silence, bathed in the soft yellow glow from the recessed lighting. It felt oddly comfortable – like an old married couple who didn’t need words. Neither of us wanted to break this momentary peace, both aware our vacation was nearly over.

I studied his tired face. “Let’s walk on the beach,” I suggested softly. The night is beautiful.”

Blake looked like he wanted to refuse, but seeing my hopeful expression, he nodded and stood up.

We walked through the spacious terrace and down the curved wooden boardwalk to the beach.

The night sky was filled with stars, and a full moon hung over the horizon, casting a silver path across the water.

Gentle waves lapped at the shore in a rhythmic pattern, while the distant lighthouse beam swept across the water every few

seconds.

I took off my sandals, and Blake removed his leather shoes. We stepped onto the soft sand, cool water washing over our feet. I shivered slightly, and Blake reflexively put his arm around my shoulders.

The night breeze carried the salty scent of the ocean, ruffling Blake’s hair. We were alone on the beach, hotel lights twinkling in the distance like another world.

I leaned into Blake’s shoulder and looked up at his face in the moonlight – his sharp profile, his deep eyes.

“Tonight it’s just us,” I whispered, rising on my tiptoes to kiss his lips.

Blake kissed back, but I could tell his mind was elsewhere, I made a split–second decision to try something bolder, determined to pull him away from whatever was troubling him.

Under the cover of moonlight, my hand moved down his waist, fingertips sliding over his firm abdomen. I became more daring, reaching lower to grasp him intimately, feeling him grow hard and hot in my hand.

Fuck…” Blake cursed, caught off guard. His breathing quickened, his body tensed, and his back arched slightly as his hands gripped my shoulders.

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09:36 Mon, May

Chapter 104

I moved my fingers with gente, rhythmic strokes, feeling the pulse beneath my palm.

The private beach gave us complete privacy, the sound of waves masking our heavy breathing. Blake had paid a fortune for this exclusivity, and now it was serving its purpose.

My heart pounded, my cheeks burning, but I continued, even more intensely.

Blake closed his eyes, head tilted back, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. He was completely surrendering to my touch.

“Mrs. Wright, your technique is really…” His voice trembled with pleasure.

Embarrassed, I covered his mouth with my free hand, not wanting to hear any more comments that would make me blush, but I didn’t stop what I was doing.

The corners of Blake’s eyes reddened, his eyelashes damp, his breathing ragged. His expression was a mixture of agony and ecstasy, lost in the pleasure I was creating.

I increased my pace, watching every subtle change in his expression completely focused on pleasing him.

Blake moaned softly, his hands tightening on my back, his entire body tense to the limit, but not quite reaching release.

Sensing he needed more, I hesitated briefly before gathering my courage and slowly kneeling on the sand.

“Anna, you don’t have to…” Blake’s voice was hoarse as he reached out to stop me, surprise flashing in his eyes.

I looked up at him. “Let me try…” My voice betrayed uncertainty, but my eyes were determined.

Protected by moonlight and the sound of waves, I awkwardly replaced my hand with my lips and tongue, taking him into my mouth. I was clearly nervous and unsure.

Blake inhaled sharply, feeling my inexperienced but earnest attempt. le gently placed his hand on my shoulder.

My technique was obviously novice, my movements uncoordinated. Occasionally my teeth accidentally grazed him, causing Blake to wince slightly.

“Faster…” Blake instructed quietly, his tone revealing both pleasure and patience.

I adjusted according to his guidance, trying different approaches, focused and dedicated like I was solving a complex problem.

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