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117 (Warning! Explicit Scene)🚨

Author: Miss Sharon
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Ares kissed me like he was drowning and I was air.

His hands were everywhere at once. In my hair, on my waist, sliding down my back. His mouth moved against mine with a desperate hunger that matched the ache building inside me.

I kissed him back just as fiercely. Grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer even though there was no space left between us. Bit his lower lip hard enough to make him growl.

He walked me backward until my back hit the wall. His penthouse was dark except for the city lights streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I didn't care. Didn't need to see anything except the way his eyes looked at me like I was something he wanted to devour.

"Ivy," he breathed against my mouth. "Tell me to stop."

"No." I pulled him back down to me.

His laugh was dark and rough. "This is a terrible idea."

"I know." I kissed him again. Harder this time. "I don't care."

His hands found the zipper at the back of my dress. Slowly pulled it down. The sound was loud in the quiet penthous
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  • My CEO Ex-Husband's Regret: Chasing His Dying Wife Back    120

    My face burned. "I wasn't aware of that previous decision.""Clearly." Genevieve's smile was sympathetic. False. "Perhaps you should review last quarter's decisions before making new ones? It's important to understand the strategic context before approving budgets that directly contradict your father's established policies."Every person at that table was staring at me. Some looked uncomfortable. Others looked satisfied. Marcus, sitting near the end, was practically smirking.I looked at Vincent. Waiting for him to say something. To defend me. To explain that I was still learning.He said nothing. Just watched me with those cold, calculating eyes.This was a test. He was letting me handle it. Letting me sink or swim on my own."You're right," I said, keeping my voice steady even though I wanted to crawl under the table. "I should have reviewed previous decisions before making that approval. The marketing increase is retracted pending further review of efficiency metrics."Genevieve's

  • My CEO Ex-Husband's Regret: Chasing His Dying Wife Back    119

    Goodness help me today, my mind is definitely not in the right tracks I thought as I walked into Blackwood headquarters with my coffee in one hand and my dignity barely held together in the other. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Ares. Felt his hands on me. Heard the way he'd growled my name.And then I remembered the elevator ride this morning. Ilias's knowing smirk. The bite mark comment. The way Ares had looked at me like he wanted to drag me back to his penthouse and finish what we'd started.I needed to focus. Had to focus. Today was about work, not about my terrible decisions involving dangerous men who made me forget my own name.Patricia was already at her desk when I arrived. "Good morning, Ms. Blackwood. You have the budget review meeting in thirty minutes. Conference Room B."Right. The budget meeting. I'd prepared for this over the weekend before everything had gone sideways with clubbing and Ares and orgasms that still made my thighs clench when I thought about them.F

  • My CEO Ex-Husband's Regret: Chasing His Dying Wife Back    118

    I woke up with a headache and a very specific memory of exactly why my lips were swollen.Ares.His hands. His mouth. The way he'd looked at me while I came apart underneath him.I groaned and pulled a pillow over my face.What the hell had I been thinking? Oh right, I hadn't been thinking at all. I'd been feeling and wanting and giving in to something that was definitely going to make my life more complicated.My phone said it was seven AM. Monday morning. Time to face reality and pretend last night never happened.I dragged myself out of bed and into the shower, letting the hot water wash away the club smell and hopefully some of the tension still coiled tight in my body. It didn't work. I could still feel Ares's hands on my skin. Still hear the rough sound of his voice in my ear.Stop it, I told myself firmly. It was a mistake. A one-time thing. It's over now.I got dressed in a navy suit that screamed professional and definitely not "I had my neighbor's hands all over me last nigh

  • My CEO Ex-Husband's Regret: Chasing His Dying Wife Back    117 (Warning! Explicit Scene)🚨

    Ares kissed me like he was drowning and I was air.His hands were everywhere at once. In my hair, on my waist, sliding down my back. His mouth moved against mine with a desperate hunger that matched the ache building inside me.I kissed him back just as fiercely. Grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer even though there was no space left between us. Bit his lower lip hard enough to make him growl.He walked me backward until my back hit the wall. His penthouse was dark except for the city lights streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I didn't care. Didn't need to see anything except the way his eyes looked at me like I was something he wanted to devour."Ivy," he breathed against my mouth. "Tell me to stop.""No." I pulled him back down to me.His laugh was dark and rough. "This is a terrible idea.""I know." I kissed him again. Harder this time. "I don't care."His hands found the zipper at the back of my dress. Slowly pulled it down. The sound was loud in the quiet penthous

  • My CEO Ex-Husband's Regret: Chasing His Dying Wife Back    116 (Warning! Explicit Scene)🚨

    "H-His name was Ryan." I was hot and aching all over. "I don't care what his name was." His lips finally made contact, not a kiss but a slow, open-mouthed drag up the column of my throat. My eyes fluttered closed and a small whimper left my lips. "All I could think about was breaking every bone in his hand for touching what's mine." I couldn’t believe I was getting so wet for this guy who was literally whispering murderous things in my ear. Was I that far gone for Ares? "I'm not yours." I bit out. "Aren't you?" He pulled back just enough to look at me. His eyes were dark. Intense. "Then why are you still dancing with me? Why didn't you slap me and walk away?" Because I couldn't. Because despite everything, despite knowing how dangerous he was, despite knowing this was a terrible idea, I wanted this. Wanted him. The music pounded around us, the beat syncing with the frantic rhythm of my heart. His hand on my stomach slipped lower, his fingertips brushing the top of my pubic bo

  • My CEO Ex-Husband's Regret: Chasing His Dying Wife Back    115

    IVYAres looked like he was two seconds away from ripping Ryan's head off.His jaw was clenched so tight I could see the muscle jumping. His hands were fisted at his sides like he was physically restraining himself from throwing a punch. And his eyes, god his eyes, were absolutely murderous."I said," Ares repeated, his voice dropping lower and more dangerous, "mind if I cut in?"It wasn't a question. It was a threat.Ryan, bless him, didn't back down immediately. He actually stepped slightly in front of me, protective."Actually, we were in the middle of dancing," Ryan said politely but firmly. "Maybe you could wait until—""I wasn't asking you." Ares's eyes never left mine. "I was telling you. Leave.""Hey man, that's not cool." Ryan's hand tightened slightly on my waist. "You can't just—"Oh god he was going to get himself killed.I could see it in Ares's face. The way his entire body went tense. The way his eyes flicked to where Ryan was touching me. The way his breathing changed.

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