The End of a Marriage (Colette and Matheo) novel Chapter 278

Chapter 278

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Isla’s breath hitched, her chest rising and falling rapidly as his words painted a vivid picture in her mind. She could almost feel it–the

weight of his body pressing her into the mattress, the heat of his skin against hers, the way his hands would roam her body, claiming every inch of her. His voice, rough and demanding, echoed in her thoughts, promising pleasure so intense it would leave her trembling and spent.

Graham’s gaze burned into her, his eyes dark with a hunger that made

her knees weak. There was no mistaking the intent behind his words,

no escaping the raw, primal need that radiated from him. He wasn’t

asking. He wasn’t pleading. He was telling her, with a confidence that

bordered on arrogance, exactly how things would be.

“I won’t stop,” he murmured, his lips grazing her ear again, “until

you’re completely, utterly mine. Until you’re begging for more, until

you can’t think of anything but me.” His grip on her wrist tightened

slightly, not enough to hurt but enough to remind her of his strength,

of the control he wielded so effortlessly. “And you will be. Mine. In

every way.”

She did it. She signed. And as the ink dried on the paper, Isla’s mind

raced with a flurry of excuses, reasons, justifications–anything to

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explain why she had just agreed to something so monumental, so

irreversible. But deep down, beneath the layers of doubt and

hesitation, the truth burned bright and unrelenting: she wanted him.

She wanted Graham with a hunger that had only intensified after the

tantalizing taste he had given her the night before.

The memory of his touch, his kiss, his hands on her body, had

consumed her thoughts all morning. Even as they drove here, her

mind had wandered back to the way he had made her feel–alive,

electric, utterly undone. She had replayed every moment in her head,

over and over, until her body ached with the need for more. If just the

beginning had felt so incredible, so earth–shattering, how would it

feel when they finally came together completely? The thought alone

sent a shiver of anticipation coursing through her.

Last night, when his lips had first met hers, it had been like a spark

igniting a fire. His kiss was demanding yet tender, his mouth claiming

hers with a possessiveness that left her breathless. And then his

hands–those strong, sure hands–had explored her body with a

confidence that made her tremble. When his fingers had brushed

against her breasts, she had gasped, her nipples hardening instantly,

so sensitive that even the slightest touch sent waves of pleasure

rippling through her.

But it was when he had touched her there, between her legs, that she

had truly lost herself. The sensation had been electric, a jolt of pure,

unadulterated pleasure that had left her gasping and arching into his.

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touch. His fingers had been skilled, deliberate, teasing her until she

was trembling on the edge of something she had never experienced before. The way he had looked at her, his eyes dark with desire, had

only heightened the intensity, making her feel both exposed and

cherished at the same time.

Now, sitting beside him, her body still thrummed with the memory of

1. it. She felt a flush of heat spread through her, her skin tingling with

the anticipation of what was to come. But along with the desire came

a flicker of shame, a nagging voice in the back of her mind that

whispered she was being vulgar, that wanting him so badly made her

somehow less than proper. She had always been taught to guard her

desires, to keep them hidden, but with Graham, it was impossible. He

awakened something in her, something wild and untamed, and it both

thrilled and terrified her.

She was ashamed to remember how much she had liked it. Ashamed

of the way her body had responded to him, arching into his touch,

craving more even when she told herself she shouldn’t. Ashamed of

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