The End of a Marriage (Colette and Matheo) novel Chapter 224

Chapter 224

Her face flushed crimson as her mind replayed the memory of how

her body had reacted in those moments. The way her breasts, pressed

so tightly against him, had seemed to demand even more contact.

She’d felt an inexplicable urge to press harder, to let the pressure

deepen, as though that might quench the fire sparking at her very

core.

Why? Why had she felt that way?

The question only made her blush deepen, the heat creeping up her

neck to her ears. Even now, just thinking about it, her skin felt too

hot, too tight. She buried her face in the pillow, trying to smother the

mortifying thoughts. But they wouldn’t leave her alone.

And then there was him.

The memory of sitting on his lap made her stomach twist in knots.

Her entire body had been trembling then, every nerve alive and

buzzing. And when his arms had tightened around her, pulling her

closer, she’d felt it–his hardness, pressing insistently against her

stomach through the thin barrier of his pants.

She should have recoiled in embarrassment, her mind screamed at

her. She should have felt shame, disgust even. But no–her body had

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betrayed her completely. Instead of pulling away, she’d felt her breath

catch, her pulse quicken. That unfamiliar heat in her core had surged,

hotter and more demanding. Her heart had pounded so hard she

thought it might break free from her chest.

All he’d done was kiss her. Just his lips, firm and commanding against

hers, claiming her with a confidence that left no room for hesitation.

He hadn’t even touched her–not really. But her body… God, her body

had acted as though it had a mind of its own.

She groaned into the pillow, the sound muffled but desperate. Her

face felt like it was on fire. She wanted to disappear, to vanish

entirely and escape the mortifying truth of how she’d responded to

him.

Here’s a refined and detailed version, emphasizing Isla’s innocence

while heightening the intensity of her emotions and physical

reactions:

God help her. Just the thought of it made her blush furiously, the heat

radiating from her cheeks all the way down her neck. But it wasn’t

just her face that betrayed her. The memory brought with it a vivid,

mortifying awareness of the way her body had reacted–the way the

soft, secret place between her legs had throbbed.

Throbbed.

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The ache had been maddening, foreign, and utterly uncontrollable.

She had never felt anything like it before–a deep, insistent pulse that

seemed to demand something from her, though she had no idea what.

It wasn’t just the aching. It was the undeniable urge to touch herself

there, to press her hand against the source of the heat and soothe the

restless need. Or worse–no, more shamefully–to let him touch her.

The thought alone sent a fresh wave of heat surging through her

body, her skin burning with embarrassment. If he had known–if he

had even the slightest inkling of how she had felt–he would think

she was… well, a shameless hussy. A woman completely out of

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