My Husband's Affair My Anniversary Gift (Lily and David) novel Chapter 270

His eyes suddenly turn dark and stormy.

Lily’s heart quickened as she watched him.

"David..."she moaned " show me how much you want me"

He cut her off with a sharp kiss, his rough hands already moving before she could finish her sentence.

His hands gripped the edges of her pajama top, his fingers digging into the fabric. Lily flinched, her breath catching as she realized his intent. “David....”

But he didn’t wait. With a sudden, violent motion, he tore the fabric, the buttons popping off and scattering across the floor like tiny casualties of war. The sound of ripping silk filled the room, sharp and final.

Lily gasps in pleasures.

The pajama top hung open, exposing her bare breasts, her nipples tight with a mix of fear and arousal. Her cheeks flushed, but she couldn’t look away from his face, from the storm brewing in his eyes.

“You…” he growled, his voice low and dangerous, "You are mine"

His words were a mix of want and possessiveness, each syllable dripping with lust.

She tried to speak, but he silenced her with a kiss, rough, demanding, his lips crushing hers. His tongue thrust into her mouth, taking what he wanted without asking,

Lily’s body arched involuntarily, her hands tangling in his hair as she tried to anchor herself. His kiss was a storm, relentless and all-consuming, leaving her breathless and dazed but she was loving it. Now she wants him more than anything she wanted in her life.

He pulled back slightly, his lips trailing down her jawline, his teeth grazing her skin as he spoke against her neck.

“You’re mine, Lily,” he murmured, his breath hot against her ear. “Don’t ever forget that.”

She shivered as his mouth moved lower, his kisses leaving a trail of fire along her collarbone. His hands were everywhere, his touch both rough and reverent.

One hand slid down her back, pulling her closer, while the other cupped her breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple. She gasped, her head falling back as he sucked the sensitive peak into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it before pulling gently with his teeth.

“It hurts,” she cried out, her voice trembling, but she didn’t push him away. She knew he’d leave marks, bruises that would remind her of this moment, of his dominance, of her surrender.

His hand slid lower, slipping beneath the waistband of her pajama bottoms, his fingers brushing against her bare skin. She was wet, her body want him with its hunger, and he growled in approval, his mouth devouring her.

“You’re so wet for me,” he muttered against her skin, his breath warm and ragged.

His fingers slid between her folds, teasing her entrance before thrusting two inside her at once. Lily moaned, her hips bucking involuntarily as he filled her, his touch both rough and expert.

His thumb pressed against her clit, rubbing circles that sent shivers of pleasure through her.

“Ahh…” she cried out, her body arching as he took control, his fingers moving in and out of her with relentless precision. Her mind clouded, her thoughts dissolving into a haze of sensation. He was everywhere, his mouth on her breast, his fingers inside her, his other hand gripping her hip, holding her in place as he claimed her. She was his, completely and utterly his, and there was no escaping it ever again.

David pulled his mouth away from her breast, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “Say it, Lily. Say you’re mine.”

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