The Lies Behind Her Marriage novel Chapter 180

Hormones Or Reward?

It started with heated kisses.

Nathaniel’s lips were fused with hers, nibbling her lips while sometimes diving in to taste her tongue.

Her top was gone, and so was his.

Nathaniel’s hand had repeatedly kneaded her breasts, and now, he was going for the part where it mattered the most.

“Mmmm,” Serena moaned, eyes closed.

She felt his fingers giving her that featherlight touch against her clit.

He was just... so good at this.

“Love, you are already wet for me,” he said in a sensual tone.

His blue-gray eyes were dark and full of intent. He captured her lips and lingered there, all while his fingers did the work.

Why was she already wet? Well, Serena had already felt his chest, every inch of him.

Now that Nathaniel was pleasing her core, she also grabbed the shape of his manhood.

He moaned the moment she seized it, her slender hand rubbing it over his pajamas.

Her touch only sharpened his focus. His movements grew more certain, as though he had memorized every reaction her body could give him. He found that sensitive place again and again, refusing to let her escape the sensation.

It didn’t take long before Serena felt it—the slow, tightening coil low in her abdomen. Her back arched instinctively, her fingers clutching at him as her breathing turned uneven and desperate.

When she came, Serena jerked, pressing her lips harder against Nathaniel’s. She felt her body melt and tremble in his hold.

Her cortisol certainly had dropped.

Serena was still lost in the moment when the man whispered a plea. “Serena, I want to see your mouth around my dick.”

She was sure she blushed, but the dim lighting concealed it.

“Um, okay,” she said.

Then, the thought of eating his shaft made her nervous.

Nathaniel’s sex had always tasted good. He was big, soft, and addictive. ‘Why didn’t I do this the last time?’

Perhaps she was too focused on her pleasure that she forgot to return the favor, but now, she supposed, her ex-husband deserved the reward.

Nathaniel lay flat on the bed, his eyes fixed on her.

Expectation burned there.

His chest rose and fell steadily, his hand already freeing his sex.

He was waiting.

For her.

That alone made her excited.

She moved closer, aware of how he watched every shift of her body and every breath she took.

She had never realized how powerful silence could be.

Serena positioned herself above his thighs. She grabbed his manhood and gave it a quick rub.

“Serena,” Nathaniel gulped.

When he finally pulled away, he suggested, “Serena, I miss you being on top of me.”

Serena bit her lip.

Her cortisol may have dropped, and that was supposed to help her sleep, but she had a feeling this man wouldn’t let her sleep.

However, she wasn’t done yet either.

They hadn’t done the deed yet. There were still many hormones left to be released.

Also, the thought of riding him while watching his muscles on display certainly motivated her.

Nathaniel cleaned up, tossed all their clothes on the floor, and in no time, they were locking lips like they hadn’t just taken care of each other earlier.

Their bodies were skin to skin, their hands restless.

Serena thought Nathaniel had already groped every part of her before he asked again, “Love, ride me.”

They shared another passionate and needy kiss before Serena finally motioned to get on top of him.

She sat up above him, and that sight alone left her breathless.

Nathaniel, from his broad shoulders down to his narrow waist, looked so perfectly carved. He was all hard angles and smooth muscle, like a masterpiece that was meant to be touched but never broken.

Then right below her, swinging between her legs, his heavy, solid length felt like hot iron. He was thick and aching. As he moved beneath her, the sheer size of him reminded her of his power… and exactly how much he would fill her once she finally let him in.

Serena aligned his member with her entrance.

The second she lowered herself, they both let out their cries of passion.

“Aahh!”