NovelFinishChapter 396 Isadora bit her lip. "Fine, I'll do it! I'll help you undress, okay?" With that, she reached out, her fingers hesitating at the waistband of his pants. Eyes squeezed shut, she took a deep breath and tugged them down in one swift motion.
Immediately, the raw masculinity of him hit her full force. Isadora's mouth went dry, her cheeks flushing scarlet as she caught a glimpse. Her hands trembled so much she had to turn away, facing the wall in a desperate attempt to compose herself.
"You can handle the rest yourself," she muttered, voice unsteady.
A low, amused chuckle sounded behind her. Victor's tone was casual, almost teasing. "Isadora, you act like you haven't seen it before. Weren't you the one who helpedout last time?" His words sent a flush creeping all the way down her neck. "Shut up, Victor!" That time, the lights had been off. Now, with the bathroom lights blazing, it was a whole different story. Seeing she was about to explode, Victor decided to let up. He padded over to the bathtub, his bare feet silent against the tiles, and slid into the steaming water with a kind of reserved grace, his injured arm resting carelessly on the rim. He eyed Isadora, who was still giving herself a pep talk, the corners of his mouth quirking upward.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Water's getting cold, you know," he drawled.
Isadora sucked in a deep breath and fanned her burning cheeks. Grabbing a clean white towel, she knelt by the tub to help him wash. She kept her eyes dutifully on his bandaged shoulder, acting like a lady's maid from a bygone era- never once letting her gaze wander, careful not to let his wound touch the water.
Once she was done, she reached for a bath towel, but suddenly Victor stood up in the tub. Water streamed down his chest, tracing the defined lines of his body, and pooled at his feet, droplets splashing onto her clothes.
"Ah!" Isadora gasped, her nerves short-circuiting at the sight. A dizzy heat rushed over her, making her blurt out, "You're sick, and you still have this much energy?" Victor's gaze darkened, intense and unwavering as he looked down at her, his voice low and rough. "Only because you're here." Her heart stuttered. Flustered, she tried to regain control. "Just try to restrain yourself!" She quickly wrapped him in the bathrobe, bundling him up tightly, eager to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the bathroom. But before she could take a step, Victor's arm snaked around her waist) sweeping her up effortlessly. He spun her around and set her on the marble countertop, positioning himself firmly between her legs.
"W-What are you doing?" Isadora stammered.
Victor held her gaze, eyes smoldering. "Kissing my beautiful wife," he said.
He cradled the back of her head, lowered his lips to hers, and kissed her fiercely-full of longing, desire, and a love that seemed to overflow. Maybe it had been too long since their last kiss. Maybe it was the comforting scent of cedar that always clung to him. Or maybe their bodies simply craved each other.
Whatever it was, Isadora melted into him, eyes flattering closed as she surrendered to the moment. The world outside faded away as they lost themselves in each other, the steamy air charged with anticipation.
AOD But when Victor's hands grew bolder, Isadora suddenly snapped back to reality.
She grabbed his hand, halting him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"No, we can't," she whispered, breathless.
Victor's eyes burned with desire as he leaned in closer. "Isadora, I know you want this too."
Her gaze wavered, the heat in his eyes making her ache, but Drom Brown's warning echoed in her mind. "Your shoulder can't take any strain," she managed, panting. Victor's thumb traced her flushed lips, his voice a low, seductive murmur at her ear. "But I want to make you feel good." With a wicked smile, he slowly knelt down before her.
The bathroom filled with sultry tension, the air thick with the sounds of Isadora's breathless moans-soft, sweet, and utterly intoxicating. Occasionally, Victor's deep, ragged breaths joined hers. Isadora felt herself dissolve, her body turning to liquid warmth in his hands.
Somewhere in the haze, a thought flickered through her om mind-something she'd read in a pregnancy manual: "Pregnant women can experience a surge in hormones." Turns out, it was absolutely true.
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