Chapter 160

• Maximilien held her tighter around the waist and back, pressing her forcefully against his body, as if he couldn't get enough of her and as if he could bring her even closer. Neither of them had realized, in reality, how much they had longed for that contact until that moment, and the desperation to feel their lips united, exploring each other with a fervor, desire, and passion they had never experienced before.
• In a meticulous and slow journey, his hands descended to her legs and caressed the skin revealed by the dress, not going further, as it was not necessary, because those simple touches made the Russian woman lose her mind and made him go crazy, feeling that soft and tender skin. He intensified the depth of the kisses, and she returned the gesture by running her small, slender fingers through his chestnut hair, filling it with delicate and precise caresses.
• The magnate felt his whole being ignite, forming a trail of kisses from her mouth, her delicate chin, to her ear, then returning slightly, biting and sucking on her lower lip, causing every hair on her body to stand on end. Their heartbeats were racing, and their mouths did not want to separate even a single millimeter, until they felt the lack of oxygen entering their lungs, and they managed to separate a little. Still very close, they looked at each other with longing, their lips slightly parted due to the clear lack of air, and their gazes very bright.