Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 655

As Tarquin moved in, Elysia found herself completely overwhelmed, her brain starved of oxygen, everything turning blank within moments...

A single passionate kiss nearly did her in!

She couldn't even recall how she ended up on the sofa.

All she knew was that his lips never left her, moving from her lips to her cheeks, to the tender lobe of her ear, down to her chin and neck, lingering at her collarbone...

She melted under his touch, her heart fluttering uncontrollably.

Limp beneath him, she had no strength to resist, only managing to clutch at the sides of his shirt, letting him have his way with her.

Tarquin was like a man starved, his hunger not sated but growing more intense with every moment!

The heat between them grew unbearable, nearly explosive, yet frustratingly just shy of ignition.

He was in agony, his movements becoming more forceful, eliciting a soft moan from Elysia, “Mmm…”

That sound nearly pushed him over the edge!

He paused, his gaze intense as he looked down at her...

Her eyes were closed, lashes fluttering, cheeks flushed with desire, her biting on her lip in a way that spoke volumes.

Tarquin's breathing became ragged, his Adam's apple bobbing fiercely!

He gritted his teeth and dove back in, kissing her with a renewed frenzy, even more passionately than before!

He couldn't hold back!

Not anymore!

Tonight, he was going to...

Suddenly—

"Waaaah... Mommy, I want Mommy! Waaaah..." Emmett's cries came from the next room.

Tarquin froze!

Elysia's eyes snapped open!

The voices of Elliot, Evan, and Elijah followed, "What's wrong, Emmett?"

"The monster, the monster's gonna get me, waaaah... I'm scared, I want Mommy! Waaaah..." Emmett had a nightmare.

Elysia was instantly alert, her panic evident as she looked at Tarquin, her face burning red.

Tarquin swallowed hard, his mouth dry, daring not to provoke her further, he headed to the kitchen.

Opening the fridge, he downed two bottles of ice-cold water in one go.

Then, reluctantly glancing towards the children's room several times before leaving.

Taking the elevator down, he lit a cigarette as soon as he got into his car.

He regretted telling the kids a monster story tonight; he should have chosen something heartwarming, something that wouldn't give them nightmares.

But as much as he regretted it, the thought of Elysia's mutual affection made him smile uncontrollably.

Upstairs, Keith stood by the window, watching his car, his eyes narrow with scorn and disdain.

The nurse approached, "Keith, aren’t you resting yet?"

"I'm about to." He then added with a sigh, "Tomorrow will be a sunny day."

The nurse paused, "But the weather forecast said it's going to be cloudy."

Keith chuckled, "For me, it will be sunny."

The nurse was puzzled, unsure of what he meant.