Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back (Leanne Castillo) novel Chapter 353

As the car door shut, the quiet interior became their sanctuary. Curtis lifted Leanne effortlessly, parting her legs and settling her face-to-face on his lap.

"Okay," he said with a calm voice, seated securely. "Now, you can kiss me."

In their relationship, Curtis often took the lead, and Leanne leaned forward, her cheeks flushed from the wine, hovering close as if hesitating or unsure how to proceed.

Ever patient, Curtis waited unhurriedly. "Need me to show you how?"

"I know how," Leanne responded, as if she wanted to prove herself, and bravely pressed her lips to his.

Her kiss was tentative and awkward, dry at first as she tried to move but couldn’t quite find the rhythm.

Curtis couldn’t help but smile at her adorably clueless attempt, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He gently guided her, whispering, "Open your mouth."

Leanne obeyed, and her lips were warmly enveloped.

"Good girl."

She was a quick learner, attentive and obedient.

Curtis murmured, "Your tongue."

She obediently extended her tongue.

Curtis kissed her slowly, meticulously, teaching her through his actions how to share their breath and silently express affection through the mingling of lips and tongues.

Leanne kissed him earnestly, though he was coaxing her into the rhythm of their intimacy.

Gradually, the kiss deepened, and Curtis subtly took control, though Leanne, like a lamb walking into a trap, hardly realized it.

She couldn't respond, lost in the rising tide threatening to overwhelm her. Eventually, her tense back relaxed.

Curtis chuckled softly. "Such a champ."

Whether she grasped the meaning of his words, she lay against his chest, breathing lightly.

After cleaning his hands again with another wipe, Curtis draped his jacket over her, and like holding a child, he lifted her from the car and carried her through the elevator and into his apartment.

Once in the room, he laid her on the bed. Leanne's eyes were mistier than if she’d just cried, her look one of bewildered invitation.

Loosening his tie, Curtis leaned down to kiss her passionately. His large hands, slightly rough, seemed to electrify her skin.

He lifted her by the back, beginning to unbutton her blouse, reaching to undress her bra.