Chapter 131 A Mother's Comfort

• Grace
• Charles’ lips were warm and insistent against mine, igniting a fire that had been steadily building between us. The air around us seemed charged with tension and desire, the electric current of attraction drawing us closer with every passing moment. My heart raced in response, the memory of his touch lingering on my skin. More. I wanted more. By the moon, if I had to hold back any longer from having this man, I was going to break something.
• He groaned into my mouth, thrusting his tongue with a sensual promise.