The End of a Marriage (Colette and Matheo) novel Chapter 282

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Isla’s breath came in shallow, uneven gasps as Graham’s free hand

moved with purpose, sliding down her body with a possessiveness

that left her trembling. His fingers traced a path along her inner

thigh, the touch light but deliberate, sending shivers of anticipation

through her. She knew where he was headed, and the thought alone

made her pulse race, her body aching with need.

When his fingers finally reached their destination, slipping through

the waistband of her panties, she gasped, her hips arching

instinctively toward his touch. His index finger found the sensitive

little nubbin at the top of her folds, and the moment he touched her

there, a jolt of electric pleasure shot through her, making her cry out.

Her hands clutched at the sheets beneath her, her body already on

the edge from the way he had teased her breasts, and now this–this

was almost too much.

Graham’s touch was skilled, deliberate, his fingers moving with a

confidence that left her breathless. He rubbed her in slow, deliberate

circles, the pressure just enough to make her squirm, her hips moving

against his hand as she sought more. But he was in control, his pace

maddeningly slow, his touch teasing her to the brink before easing

off, leaving her trembling and desperate.

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“Graham…” she moaned, her voice breaking as he increased the

pressure, his fingers moving faster, sending waves of pleasure

crashing through her. She was so close, so close to falling over the

edge, but just as she thought she might shatter, he slowed again, his

touch light, almost teasing.

“Not yet,” he murmured, his voice low and rough, sending a shiver

down her spine. His lips brushed against her ear as he spoke, his

breath hot against her skin. “I want to savor this. I want to savor

you.”

Isla whimpered, her body trembling with need, but Graham didn’t

relent. He continued to play with her, his fingers alternating between

slow, deliberate circles and quick, intense bursts of pressure. Each

touch sent sparks of pleasure radiating through her, leaving her

gasping and writhing beneath him.

And then, just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, he

leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “I

can’t wait until you’re legally mine… until I don’t have to satisfy

myself by just touching you like this.” His voice was thick with desire,

the words sending a fresh wave of heat through her. “When I can

surge inside of you without any barriers between us. When I can

satisfy us both…”

The raw, unbridled need in his voice made her heart race, her body

responding instantly to his words. She could almost feel it–the

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weight of his body pressing her into the mattress, the heat of him

filling her completely, the way they would move together, lost in the

intensity of their passion. The thought alone was enough to push her

closer to the edge, her body trembling with anticipation.

Graham’s fingers moved faster now, his touch more insistent, and Isla

could feel the tension building inside her, coiling tighter and tighter

until she thought she might burst. Her breath came in ragged gasps,

her hips moving against his hand as she sought release, but he held

her there, teetering on the edge, his touch driving her wild.

“Please…” she begged, her voice trembling with need, but Graham only smiled, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “Soon, honey. Soon you’ll be mine, and I’ll make sure you feel every inch of

1. me. I’ll make sure you never forget who you belong to.”

Isla was teetering on the edge, her body coiled tight like a spring, every nerve ending alight with the electric pleasure Graham was wringing from her. His fingers moved with relentless precision,

circling that sensitive little nubbin at the top of her folds, the pressure and speed perfectly calculated to drive her wild. Her head thrashed against the pillow, her breath coming in ragged, desperate

gasps as she tried to stifle the cries building in her throat. But

Graham’s hand was firm over her mouth, his palm silencing her,

forcing her to take every bit of the pleasure he was giving her without

escape.

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“That’s it, darling,” he murmured, his voice a low, rough growl that

sent shivers racing down her spine. His breath was hot against her

ear, his words dripping with a dark, possessive desire that only

heightened the intensity of the moment. “Come for me. Let it go and

come for me…”

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