#Chapter 153
Evelyn
Warren puts me on the bed and hovers over me the next second. His nose grazes my jawline and his hands move up and down my waist.
I press my legs together feeling the heat in my belly grow.
/"How do you want me to fuck you tonight?/"
My breathing slows down as he peppers my skin with wet kisses that have my toes curling.
/"Like you always do./" I whisper as his hand slips under my warmer and runs over my stomach.
/"Get rid of all these clothes./" He grumbles and pulls back.
In a haste I remove my warmer and then work on my jeans and shoes.
Warren is busy getting rid of his suit.
Once we're both in our undergarments we stop and stare at each other.
We've had sex so many times yet tonight something is different. It feels like we're finally free from the shackles of the past-at least I am.
I feel free. There isn't constant sadness and despair weighing on my chest anymore.
