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My smile gradually disappeared, replaced by something more serious. “Do you mean that?”

“Every single word.” He brushed my hair behind my ear, his thumb tracing the curve of my mouth. “I can’t imagine my life without you in it.”

I never stopped looking into his eyes, searching for signs of insincerity. I couldn’t find any.

“You’re a part of me now,” he said. “And I’m glad you chose to stay.”

The next words that followed soon after the fleeting silence shocked me to my bones.

“I love you, Ellie.”

My brows arched, a thousand butterflies fluttering in my belly. I threw my arms around his neck. “I love you too, Karik.”

His lips found mine again, his tongue sliding into my mouth. A soft purr escaped me, a cold shiver sprinting down my spine. He pulled me closer, the print of his hard cock grazing my thighs.

Illicit thoughts began forming in my mind as our heads tilted sideways and his hands dared to squeeze my breasts. His touch ignited the flames of my passion, leaving me vulnerable.

He pushed me against the wall, his lips devouring mine with an intensity that awakened every cell in my body.

“Karik,” I breathed. “Someone could see us.”

“I don’t care. You’re my wife,” he whispered in my ear, brushing his erection against my skin.

I moaned, arching my back in response.

“Don’t act like you’re not enjoying this. I know you are.” His hands slowly climbed under the hem of my skirt, teasing my inner thighs.

“Oh, fuck,” I murmured, my thighs rubbing against each other.

He shifted my panties to the side and slid his two fingers in my wet pussy. My face twisted in pleasure as I caressed the print of his cock.

“Oh, my God.” I covered my mouth, hips tilting forward, chasing his hand.

His fingers parted me gently, drawing breath from my lungs. My knees softened, and I leaned into his chest for support.

“Karik…oh, Karik…” I moaned, my eyes rolling backward.

Just when I was about to completely get lost in this sea of ecstasy, the sound of approaching footsteps interrupted us. He pulled away, watching me tug down the hem of my skirt.

I combed my fingers through my hair as I struggled to catch my breath. Two nurses moved past us in the hallway, seemingly oblivious to what we were doing.

He leaned against the wall across from me, his eyes flashing with desire and an insatiable need. My heart was still burning with passion, my pussy tingling between my legs.

The second the nurses turned a corner, we rushed at each other. His mouth crashed against mine, our kiss deepening by the second.

I broke it before I lost control. “Let’s go somewhere more private.”

He caressed my cheeks. “Do you have a place in mind?”

I looked around until I spotted a door marked “Storage Room” above it. He followed my gaze, his lips curling into a knowing smile.

“Let’s go.” I took his hand and led the way, my heels clicking rapidly against the linoleum floor.

I pushed the door open and scanned the inside to be sure there was no one in there. “Hello?”

No answer.

“Anyone here?” I added.