#Chapter 128: A Second Wedding

[Evelyn’s POV] “Wait, what?!” Had he really said what I thought I heard? Did Alexander seriously just throw that wild card topic out at a time like this?? For Christ’s sake, the man was literally lying between my legs with his face pressed between my thighs! His tongue was still stealing and wiping hot strokes against my folds as though he didn’t realize what he’d told me. Alexander continued his ministrations as if nothing happened which sent my system into a spin. He started to press the pad of his thumb against my clit, causing that hot pressure to persistently build. I felt like I was being torn into two separate halves. My mind wanted him to stop and explain himself, whereas my body wanted him to tip me clear over the edge and never stop. Alexander had the ability to bring out the most intense feelings I’d ever felt. He knew how to work my body like a finely tuned instrument each time. Every movement was precise and made with some kind of meaningful intent.