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Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 611

Somehow, Tarquin found himself sweating bullets, his breathing heavy and laden with an intensity that seemed to scorch the air itself. His gaze, fiery and desperate, suggested he was on the verge of losing control, his emotions a tempest barely contained.

The bulging veins on his forehead, coupled with the unmistakable tension in his body, hinted at a struggle within. And from the evident arousal and the heat in his eyes, it was clear he was about to snap.

Elysia, though not the sharpest tool in the shed, was far from foolish. She could tell exactly what was going on with him, and it sent her heart racing, fear tightening its grip on her throat. "You... oh..."

Before she could say another word, Tarquin silenced her with a kiss, a clear sign he had lost all semblance of control. He wanted her, with a desperation that bordered on madness.

Panicked, Elysia tried to push him away, but he was unyielding, pinning her arms above her head against the door with one hand, while the other pulled her closer, as if wishing to merge her into his very being.

Their lips met in a clash of desperation and desire, a kiss so intense that Elysia found herself struggling for breath. His tongue invaded her mouth, tangling with hers in a way that left her dizzy and overwhelmed.

Despite her initial resistance, Elysia's will crumbled under the weight of his desire. Tarquin, fueled by her submission, grew even more fervent, driven by primal urges he couldn't suppress.

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