Chapter Forty-one: Insatiable Hunger.

Like the previous times, he kissed her like a starved man. Like a man who had been denied his means of survival for so long. Like a beast in heat. Like she was the only thing and only one he had ever wanted in his entire life…

And all the while his lips were engaging hers in a scorching french kiss, his erotic hands were kept busy as well, wandering all over the places they could reach in her body. Cupping her boobs, caressing her bare thighs, stroking her arms, pulling her hair down and running his fingers through it…

But Angelina wasn't holding back as well. It was as if the beast in him aroused the wild cat in her as she kissed him back with the vigour of a tigress. She was becoming bolder and bolder with every kiss they shared and now, she kissed him with a passion that rivalled his own.

And when she snaked her hands into his bathrobe and touched his bare chest, Maxwell let out a deep moan and instantly, the rhythm and tempo of the kiss changed.

It was as if that single touch; th