The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He (Lily and John) novel Chapter 645

645 A Desperate Dream

His kiss was full of desperation and a frantic fear of loss, as if he needed to merge with her this very second.

“Lily, I looked for you for so long, so long…” James’s voice was hoarse and cracked with pain. “I couldn’t find you… Later… they all said you were dead. Even I knew you weren’t coming back.”

Lily felt like she was suffocating. She had wanted to push the wolf–like man away. But hearing his lost. agonized voice, her heart melted completely. She couldn’t bring herself to shove him away. She could only respond to his kiss, indulging him.

“James, I’m really alive. This isn’t a dream. Our babies and I are both fine. We will never leave you again…”

James’s eyelashes trembled, and tears streamed silently from his closed eyes.

He felt this dream was just too perfect. But the more perfect the dream, the more dead and barren his heart would be when he woke.

He didn’t know how to prolong it, so he could only kiss her more fiercely, more madly. It was as if by constantly tangling with her, staying this close, he could remain lost in this beautiful dream and never wake.

“Lily, I was too late. I couldn’t save you…”

James turned, lifting her by the waist and pressing her down onto the sofa.

He kissed her lips over and over, tirelessly, like a cornered wolf trying to hold on to the last shred of warmth and hope in its life.

His kiss changed from frantic and fierce to something gentle. He worshiped her, inch by inch, a careful, pleading quality to his touch, as if trying to beg her to stay.

“James, I’m really okay.”

Her heart ached for him. She touched his clearly thinner cheek and took the initiative to kiss the corner of his mouth. “I was saved. We can still be together for a long, long time.”

His body was still trembling with that desperate fear of loss.

It was clear that even hearing her voice, he believed none of it was real. The dream would still end. The warmth in his arms would still vanish…

“Lily, I want you…”

It seemed that only through total intimacy, a desperate physical connection, could he find a moment’s

peace.

Even if it was self–deception, he wanted to feel her warmth.

His kiss suddenly turned fierce and rough again. His large, well–defined hands began to roam her body without restraint.

Lily was shocked by his words. She was pregnant. How could they…

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Her clothes were no match for his grip.

In the moment she hesitated, her collar was torn open, and he was on her like a starving wolf, almost madly devouring her.

Her mind was reeling, but Lily still tried to push him away.

But then, her eyes fell on his left wrist, and she saw the deep, undeniable scar

He really did it!

Tears spilled from her eyes again.

How could he be so foolish

The wave of empathy that washed over her made it impossible for her to push him away. She remembered the doctor at the hospital saying the babies were fine, and since she was almost three months along. intimacy was safe. She chose to let him.

“Lily, I missed you so much…”

Hearing him say he missed her, Lily couldn’t help but wrap her arms around his neck, offering her lips to him.

“James, I missed you, too. Thank God I’m alive, and you’re here. Don’t do anything foolish again…”

The more she looked at the scar on his wrist, the more her heart ached.”

She was about to lift his hand to get a closer look, but he suddenly intensified his assault, and she was lost to his relentless advance.

His movements were impossibly rough. She felt like dough in his hands, as if he were trying to knead her

apart.

After the first time, she was so exhausted she couldn’t move a muscle.

She could feel him still kissing her, his kisses growing rougher. She was worried he’d never stop. Thinking a shower might sober him up, she whimpered for him to carry her to the bathroom.

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