WARNING: R18
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Rosalind's heart pounded fiercely in her chest as his fingertips traced the curve of her hips. A wave of heat washed over her, threatening to consume her entirely.
Every instinct screamed at her to protest, to tell him to stop, but she remained silent. After all, he was her husband—though their union was purely contractual, she couldn't deny the allure of indulging in its tantalizing advantages.
An intoxicating thrill coursed through her veins, whispering secrets of her desires. She had always known deep down that she wanted him, but admitting it had been a source of profound embarrassment.
Her original plan to use him as a pawn in her vengeful game was now shattered, revealing her true longing. She wanted him with a fierce intensity, a yearning that refused to be ignored.
Her body ached to feel the weight of his powerful, masculine frame pressed against her own.
