Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce novel Chapter 917

Huston's gaze was burning so hot that it almost roasted Evelyn. She raised her hand to cover the man's eyes. "Don't look..."

Huston grabbed her slender wrist gently and teased her mischievously, "What's wrong? We haven't seen each other for six months, are you still afraid of being seen?"

This was not a good sign. He had to let her get familiar with it as soon as possible.

With this thought in mind, Huston lowered his head to look for her lips, blocking all her words. His flexible tongue pried open her teeth and broke in, occupying all of her corners.

The temperature in the room wasn't very high, but the two of them were covered in sweat. Their clothes had been torn off and thrown to the side at some point. To Huston, Evelyn was more intoxicating than any addiction. Just looking at her made him feel unbearable.

After half a year, he had endured the skin-peeling pain and walked towards her healthily. Every morning and night he spent in the treatment center was full of longing for her.

It was her before he fell asleep, and after he woke up, it was still her.

He would go crazy if he couldn't see her.

If he could not see her again, he really could not hold on any longer.

Fortunately, after suffering so much pain and suffering, his ending was not too bad, and he was able to return to her side.

He kept whispering sweet nothings to Evelyn. The more he looked at her flushed face, the more satisfied he felt, and the more presumptuous his words became.

However, Evelyn loved his impudence so much.

She was so shy that she turned her face away and didn't say anything. Huston knew that she had always been shy and conservative when it came to this kind of thing. Feeling her tacit consent, he didn't wait for her answer. He squeezed into her long legs like a beast that had been dormant for a long time, and the desire in his eyes was so strong.

There was no need to hide his desire for her. Huston wanted to let Evelyn know how much he needed her.

Outside the window, the night was dark, and the atmosphere inside the window was getting more and more intense. The sound of ambiguous breathing rose and fell, intertwining and entangling. Two hearts that had been drifting for half a year were returning to the harbor tonight.