The Enigmatic Return (Nancy’s And Roxanne )

“Does it hurt?” He gently applied the medicine to her, being cautious with every move, afraid of causing her pain.

Neera shook her head, “No, it doesn’t. It’s much better now. You don’t have to be so careful.”

With a slight lift of his ink-black eyes, Jean responded without hesitation, “But it pains me to see you like this. Always telling me you’re not hurt, you little liar.”

Neera acknowledged her mistake and chose to remain silent.

Her obedient demeanor only made Jean treasure her even more.

After dressing the wound, he could no longer restrain himself and leaned in to kiss her.

His uniquely masculine scent suddenly enveloped her, filling her senses.

She paused, her eye’s wide and round, staring at the handsome face just inches away from her. A blush rose on her cheeks.

He lowered his eyes to look at her, gently sucking on her lips while murmuring softly, “I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long that it’s driving me crazy.”

He gently parted her lips, his tongue boldly exploring, passionately claiming every inch of her.

Neera blinked, then closed her eyes, her hands wrapped around his neck, surrendering to his desires.

He’s not the only one who feels this way. I feel the same. Day and night, thoughts of this man consume me to the point of madness. Now, we are finally free from the constraints of time and space, able to snuggle closely together. There’s nothing happier than this present moment.

The two of them held each other tightly, passionately kissing.

The temperature in the room continued to rise, a sensual atmosphere filling the air, causing their hearts to race.

emotions ran deep, Jean felt a stirring between his

wanting to hold back any longer, he dominantly pinned her beneath him. Pulling away from her lips, he propped himself

I?” he asked, his voice hoarse

his eyes, where unmasked impulses intertwined with burning emotions and desires, causing her cheeks to flush.

what was about to happen. Her

“Jean…”

his hair falling over

lip lightly, unsure of what to do.

hand, their fingers interlaced. He then placed their entwined hands

on,

he spoke, he narrowed his eyes, teasing her

stir in Phison recently. Regarding the matter with Avery, don’t you think you should make it up

Neera would feel

the reason she nodded had nothing to

her was something she had

had fallen into place. The trauma from before had disappeared because of him,

shyness mingling with radiant charm. He was elated,

restrain himself, not daring to push too far, doing his

overbearing nature left Neera utterly

end, she unknowingly drifted off to

bathroom, cleaned her up, changed the bed sheets, and tidied everything

of pure satisfaction. He gently placed a kiss on her forehead, devoid of any

thanks to his excellent biological clock, Jean woke up very early.