Chapter 110

Zachary propped himself up on one arm beside Jessica. Sweat trickled down his chin and dripped onto Jessica's neck. Her neck was already damp with a fine sheen of perspiration. His tanned skin glistened under the light, slick with sweat. Right now, he radiated raw, masculine energy. Jessica's slender hand still clung weakly to his neck as her feet that had been wrapped around his waist slowly slid down. "Little devil…" He could feel her heartbeat, see the rosy flush on her face. It was all so inviting and delectable. "You should rest now," he said before he leaned down and pressed a hot, trembling kiss to her lips. Jessica did not reply. Her throat felt raw. Zachary was not gentle at all. Just like his usual self, he was cold and composed with that intimidating edge that kept people at a distance. Jessica did not expect him to be even rougher in bed. If they were not already married, she would have called him a beast. … After taking a shower, Zachary was working at his compu