“This need is consuming me," he breathed out on her lips. "I want you, Emmeline," Kevin confessed, his breaths coming in heavy, controlled gasps.
Before she could even reply, faint whispers drifted through the air and soon voices of women chatting filled the trial room. Embarrassment filled Emma as her eyes darted around, aware that at any moment someone could walk in.
Surprisingly, she wasn't scared by the thought of sex today, as her body had grown used to his touch and she was fully aware that he wanted her for pleasure only. But this wasn't the right place for what he had in mind.
"We can't. There are people," she begged, trying to convince him not to go any further, but his eagerness seemed to be too much for her to handle. She was shaking in his arms and was seemingly unwilling but all he could care about was his throbbing need.
"Don't fret," he purred as he kissed her swells again. "We've married in front of the whole world," Emma was surprised by his boldness, and although
