บททั้งหมดของ Her Innocence His Addiction : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 56

ALEXRhys left me in the kitchen, with my mind clogged with confusion and longing, and my legs wobbled beneath me as I slid off the counter. What had just happened? I could still feel the heat of his hands on my skin, the pressure of his fingers, the taste of his kiss. My lips tingled, my thighs clenched involuntarily as the memory of his touch lingered in the back of my mind. I tried to pull myself together and collect my thoughts. I needed to distract myself. Something, anything. My eyes drifted to one of the freezers, and I remembered the leftover cake from earlier. Maybe sugar would ground me. I took a few steps and grabbed a small piece, my fingers trembling as I lifted it to my lips.Just as I was about to take a bite, I froze. Voices. They were getting closer. Panic shot through me. Without thinking, I dropped into a crouch, hiding behind one of the counters in the large kitchen. I cursed under my breath as the cake smeared between my fingers, but I didn’t have time to care. I

RHYSI stood just outside Alex’s room, listening to the muffled sounds of her pleasure from the other side of the door. Soft gasps and moans escaped her lips, each one more desperate than the last. She must have been touching herself, trying to find relief in the privacy of her own room. The thought made me chuckle. She was a dirty liar, always trying to play innocent, but there was no denying what I was hearing.I almost felt the urge to knock, to open the door and help her reach that peak, to see her face flushed and undone. But no, she seemed to be managing just fine on her own. When I heard her final gasp, a sound that told me she had found satisfaction, I casually strolled past her door, heading toward my own room at the end of the hall.As I approached the corner, I noticed Rhett standing there, leaning against the wall, his hands buried in his pockets. His gaze was focused on the floor, his expression hard. It was immediately clear he’d been watching me, seen me stop outside Al

His fingers pressed into me, each movement unhurried, relentless, as though he was savoring every tremor that shook my body.My chest tightened, and I bit down on my lip, trying to stay silent, trying to hold back the sound that clawed at my throat as his fingers moved with slow, torturous intent. He flicked and rubbed my clit as he kissed my neck. Each touch was like fire, sending shivers across my skin, building something inside me that was both unbearable and irresistible.“Don’t let them hear you,” he whispered, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear, his voice thick with control, darkly amused.My breath hitched, a choked sound escaping as his hand moved in a rhythm that left me weak, every movement pushing me closer to an edge I’d never known existed. I could feel his smirk against my skin, the smug confidence in the way his fingers coaxed reactions from me, the way my body surrendered to his touch. I was sopping wet.My heart raced, and for a moment, all I could feel was