Chapter 593

• As she spoke, her small hand involuntarily pulled down the strap nightgown from her shoulder, and she actively hooked Frank Holt's neck, staring at his moist lips with a dazed look, leaning in to kiss him before he could react.
• It had been a long time since they had been intimate, and they were both only interested in each other. Tamara Randall's initiative made Frank Holt's throat tighten, almost unable to resist the urge to take her right then and there.
• He restrained his almost erupting desire, pulling Tamara Randall away, hoarse as he said, "Not today, sweetheart."