Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 407

They lingered in that sweet, magnetic pull for a long time.

Bonnie's chest felt like it housed a cage full of frantic butterflies, their fluttering wings dusting her insides with an undeniable, nervous itch.

She needed a distraction. She couldn't keep kissing him—he was entirely too intoxicating. Every time their eyes met, he would inevitably lean in to claim her lips again.

And every kiss was deep and heavy. Perhaps it was because they knew each other's bodies so intimately; even after years apart, their physical chemistry subconsciously gravitated toward absolute closeness.

It hadn't taken long for his kisses to evolve from frantic desperation back into his signature, devastatingly skilled rhythm.

Completely drained, she melted against his chest, refusing to look him in the eye as her fingers nervously traced the fabric of his windbreaker.

Then it hit her—they were both filthy.

Him, obviously, but now her clothes were coated in grime just from being held so tightly against him.

Struggling upright, she reached for the zipper of his jacket, only for him to immediately catch her wrist.

Through the fresh gauze, his thumb stroked her knuckles. With a tone of mock seriousness, he murmured, "Why the rush, Candie? The timing isn't right, and I didn't bring any protection. Can we hold off until we're back in Oasinia?"

A wicked glint flashed in his eyes. "I'm not going anywhere. Sooner or later, I'll be entirely at your mercy. You can do whatever you want to me then..."

It took a second for the sheer audacity of his comment to register. Flushing furiously, she slammed a fist against his chest. "Get your mind out of the gutter! I was trying to help you change out of these dirty clothes!"

A low rumble of laughter vibrated through his chest, shaking his entire frame. Realizing she had walked right into his trap, her embarrassment flared into defensive anger. Lunging forward, she sank her teeth into his neck.

Before she could pull away, his heavy hand clamped down on the small of her back, locking her in place. Fine, she thought spitefully. She ground her teeth into his skin.

No mercy.

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