Chapter 60: For an Heir
The coal black skies and harsh breeze made the night even lazier and in a way, inviting of sudden touches from a lover to another. And just like how the skies dimmed, I am sinking into a sudden swirl of madness as Randall slides his fingers through my skin.
It has been almost a month since he hasn't touch me, not even for a quick peck on the lips because being intimate seemed to have been one of the pleasures that I've might forgotten.
Earlier, as I pull the blankets to my chest, he edged closer and planted his lips all over my neck and my arm. I could feel all the repressed energy that a man couldn't bear to repress any longer as he groaned in my ear.
A husband and a wife being intimate with each other was inevitable, and because Randall and I married for l
