NovelAppSophia froze for a sec but quickly got swept up in the tidal wave of passion that Brandon was stirring up.
Their physical craving for each other burst forth as their kisses and caresses went deeper and deeper, burning reason to ashes,
leaving nothing but raw instinct.
A long-lost fervor was zipping through their limbs and bones. The two of them were like a couple of wild beasts out of control, all
tangled up in a frenzy.
The storm raging outside was the perfect cover for their wild romp. The gradually intensifying sounds echoed in the dark space,
drowned out by the noise of the wind and rain.
Sophia's fair neck bent into a beautiful curve under Brandon's kisses, sexy and alluring.
When a chill hit them, they both paused for a moment, a hint of their lost sanity creeping back.
Sophia thought about pushing Brandon away, but in a flash, his hand on her wrist tightened its grip, his long fingers with
pronounced knuckles interlacing with hers, nailing her firmly to the bed. His tall frloomed over her, and his slightly parted lips
were sealed by his.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe interrupted passion returned with an even more undeniable force.
The storm outside intensified, the "pitter-patter" hammering against the windows, swallowing all the sounds in the house. An
unprecedented indulgence was devoured by the wildly ravaging storm.
Stormy nights were always a recipe for losing control.
Sophia and Brandon were both throwing caution to the wind. Not thinking about the past or the future, they were living in the
moment, for this very instant.
The intense indulgence continued until the break of dawn.
Brandon held Sophia in his arms, just like every deep night of their two-year marriage, as if thad never passed.
Neither of them spoke, just quietly hugging each other, listening to the relentless storm outside.
Sophia, cuddled in Brandon's embrace, resting against his chest, felt his sticky sweat and the steady, powerful beating of his heart,
her breath calming down with the rhythm of his heartbeat.
Brandon's heartbeat also slowed down to a calm pace, his arm around her waist strong and firm.
After the indulgence, what returned was a silent and somewhat awkward calm.
They both knew it was something that shouldn't have happened, but in a moment of weakness, they had given in to their bodily
desires.
Sophia couldn't quite define her feelings, but it wasn't exactly regret. Brandon was skilled in sareas, and she did crave his
touch, which she had enjoyed.
Since they were both single and unmarried, there wasn't the issue of being morally wrong to anyone. But as a divorced couple who
had always maintained their distance, suddenly getting intimate while sober did leave Sophia feeling awkward and out of place.
Thankfully, the darkness and the storm somewhat eased that awkwardness.
The fatigue of her body soon lulled her into a deep sleep. Brandon looked down at her and noticed she was asleep. He didn't wake
her; instead, he got up to get water for her to clean up.
The next day, Sophia woke up in Brandon's arms.
The storm was still going on outside, the wild wind and rain pounding against the shaky windows.
Brandon, who knew since when, was already awake but hadn't gotten up. He was propping his head with one hand, quietly
watching her with half-closed eyes, his gaze deep and serene, the fiery passion and loss of control from last night long gone.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSeeing her awake, Brandon gave her a look, "You up?"
Sophia managed a weak smile, "Yeah."
Her eyes awkwardly looking for a place to settle. The memories of last night's stormy recklessness and indulgence slowly circled
back in her mind as she regained full consciousness.
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