The CEO's Regret: Darling, Don’t Leave Me novel Chapter 117

Chapter 88: Making Love? 1

Clara

Ethan does not move away, after saying those words, he continues to look at me as if he needed to make sure that I am still here, in front of him, listening to him. Flis hands remain on my body. firm but careful… if he was still afraid of pushing too hard and that all this would break.

The candle behind us flickers softly.

The warm light casts shadows on his face and makes his eyes shine even brighter. I can clearly see the moisture that accumulates in them, that regret that doesn’t seem faked.

My breathing is slow… but my heart doesn’t. It beats hard inside my chest.

Ethan leans his face a little closer to mine, the movement is slow, almost hesitant. And then I feel it, the

touch.

His lips barely touch mine, it’s such a soft touch that it could disappear at any mornent. But my body reacts before my mind does, I close my eyes. It’s an instinct.

Something deep, automatic… As if my heart remembers this place even after all the time we spent apart.

His lips stay there for a second, then press a little more against mine.

A kiss, soft, slow. But enough for something inside my chest to shake hard.

I feel a kind of heat spread through my body, a shudder that starts right in the center of my chest and

spreads into my arms.

Ethan lightly squeezes his hand on my waist. And then it brings me closer to him.

Much more.

Our bodies stick together completely and I feel the moisture of their clothes go through the fabric of mine again, cold from the rain… but strangely comforting now.

His other hand is still behind the back of my neck, his fingers slipping a little through my hair as he deepens the kiss. It is no longer just a touch. Now we’re kissing.

I still have my eyes closed.

My hands, which at first were suspended not knowing where to go, finally find their place against his chest. I can feel his irregular breathing under my fingers, his heartbeat pounding.

The kiss is still soft, but every second it becomes a little more intense.

Ethan’s lips move more confidently over mine, as if the initial fear is slowly disappearing.

His hands move too, the one on my waist slowly climbs up my back, brushing my side, my waist, until it stops a little higher.

The rottaut is firm, warm, safe. And Mealize something that surprises me

tam calm, in his arms. There’s no tension, there’s not the distance I thought I’d feel if something like this ever happened between as again.

There’s just one strange feeling… family. Ethan brings me closer to him again as the kiss deepens.

Their lips open slightly and the kiss changes, it becomes more intense, more loaded with everything that

neither of them has said out loud.

I feel his fingers travel up my back to my neck. Then to the nape of my neck. And finally, they disappear

into my hair, gently cupping my head as he continues kissing me.

His tongue brushes my lips carefully, begging for entry. The world around me seems to disappear completely. The rain continues to fall outside, the thunder continues to rumble in the distance.

But all that becomes distant. Very distant.

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