Chapter 305: A call from the butler

The urgency in his kiss made her squirm under him, pulling him closer, her fingers fisting into his shirt. Her reaction made him even wilder. Augustine groaned against her lips, hands sliding down her waist, gripping her hips. Every kiss deepened, every breath shortened.

Anne gasped, her body arching into his, her fingers slipping under his shirt. "I need you," she breathed, trembling in need. "All of you."