Chapter 206

Julian Archer’s gaze darkened. His Adam’s apple bobbed. He leaned down, found her tempting lips, and kissed her with a feverish tenderness, like he couldn’t get enough—so intense it nearly overwhelmed her. When things were getting really heated, he suddenly pulled away, scooped her up into his arms, and carried her straight to the bedroom. In the bathroom, the rainfall shower poured down in a heavy stream. Steam filled the room—it was easy to forget the fan hadn’t been turned on. Inside the misty haze, bodies intertwined like serpents writhing under heat, twisting and clinging desperately. Hands scrambled for the slippery tiles like it was life or death. Slowly, her mind grew faint, like floating into some faraway paradise where birds sang and sacred melodies echoed—pure bliss, total escape... ＊＊＊＊＊ By the early hours, Claire Richards had been washed nearly into a daze. She was carried back to bed, loosely wrapped in a towel, skin flushed all over from the lingering fever of passion, p