Chapter 45 Wife Duties

• [Raven]
• Without wasting another second, he ran his hand up her waist, claiming her lips in a fervor that was proof of how badly he had held himself back, giving her the control.
• Xanthea’s soft gasps turned into moans and heavy pants as he lifted her off her feet and made her sit on the bike sideways. He didn’t have to force anything; her body was melting at his mere touch. She parted her legs. Her slim fingers running desperately from under his ear to his nape, into his hair.