Chapter 160

Maximilien held her tighter around the waist and back, pressing her forcefully against his body, as if he couldn't get enough of her and as if he could bring her even closer. Neither of them had realized, in reality, how much they had longed for that contact until that moment, and the desperation to feel their lips united, exploring each other with a fervor, desire, and passion they had never experienced before. In a meticulous and slow journey, his hands descended to her legs and caressed the skin revealed by the dress, not going further, as it was not necessary, because those simple touches made the Russian woman lose her mind and made him go crazy, feeling that soft and tender skin. He intensified the depth of the kisses, and she returned the gesture by running her small, slender fingers through his chestnut hair, filling it with delicate and precise caresses.