Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back (Leanne Castillo) novel Chapter 354

Halfway through, Curtis froze.

Every muscle in his body tensed, like an arrow drawn on a taut bow, yet he hesitated, remembering his promise to her. "Will you blame me again when you wake up tomorrow?"

The tipsy Leanne gazed at him, her eyes blurry and unwittingly seductive.

Cursing under his breath, Curtis clenched his teeth and withdrew his hand from behind her, tucking her into the bed with the blanket.

He sat on the bed edge, elbows on his knees, hands supporting his forehead as he tried to calm the tumultuous impulses racing through his veins.

Behind him, the blanket stirred, and not understanding why those comforting hands had suddenly left, Leanne poked her head out from under the blanket.

“Curtis...”

Curtis stiffened, turned his head, and saw her flushed face and bewildered expression.

Swallowing hard, he sighed in resignation, dug her restless body out from under the blanket, and resigned himself to tending to her needs.

She clung to his arm, unsure whether to refuse or welcome his touch. Curtis teased her, “Feels good?”

Leanne's voice broke. “Yeah...”

Amused, Curtis prodded further. “Do you love me, Leanne?”

She murmured, “I...”

“Wrong answer,” Curtis frowned, his fingers chastising her gently.

It wasn't until she squirmed and moaned again that he was satisfied, seizing the opportunity to tease further. “Am I your husband?”

“Yes.”

Curtis paused, and then a wave of bliss overwhelmed him like a tsunami.

He gripped her head and kissed her passionately, leaving her breathless and gasping for air.