The CEO's Amazing Ex-Wife Is Back (Thalassa and Kris)

The light streaming through the blinds slowly woke Kris up. Groaning from all the delicious aches in his body, he stretched blissfully, reaching out to wrap his arm around the woman beside him until his hand landed on a pillow instead.

His eyes snapped open, panic zinging through him as he realized Thalassa wasn't in bed. She was standing at the foot of the bed, one of the sheets wrapped around her body.

A sense of déjà vu washed over him. This was exactly how things had played out the last time they made love, when she told him that what happened between them meant nothing and would never happen again.

Dread coiled tight in his stomach. He braced himself on his elbows, raising his body, his desperate eyes taking her in. He held his breath, waiting for her to tell him to get dressed and leave, but those words

never came.

Instead, a slow, sexy smile curved her lips as she sauntered toward him, crawling across the bed. "I thought you'd never wake up."

Relief rolled through Kris. She wasn't kicking him out. His excitement bubbled over as he smiled back. "Can you blame me? You drained all my energy."

Her mouth twisted in a mock bemused expression. "Me?"

"Yes, you," Kris replied. "I wasn't the one waking you up more than once in the middle of the night by stroking your dick."

Thalassa's face flushed, and Kris's heart warmed. He couldn't remember the last time he'd seen her blush, and it pleased him immensely.

"Not that I'm complaining," he chuckled as he straightened further and placed his hand behind her head, stealing her already swollen lips.

She moaned, sagging into the kiss. The sound went straight to Kris's already hard cock. When he pulled back, she was staring at him with dazed eyes.

She'd let go of the sheet around her body, so it had slid down, revealing the top of her breasts, which, like her neck and shoulders, were scattered with hickeys.

Kris winced as he placed a tender kiss on one of the hickeys. They'd made love more times than he could count throughout the night until dawn, and he feared he'd taken her with very little finesse, his need too strong and wild to be slow.noveldrama

"I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?"

She blinked. "What?"

"Are you sore down?" he asked tentatively.

"You mean is my pussy sore after you spent hours ravaging me?" Thalassa said sheepishly. "Well, yes. It's deliciously sore."

Kris couldn't help but let out a laugh. "Who even talks like that?"

He pulled her head down for another slow, sensual kiss. When they broke apart, a thought occurred to him, causing more laughter to erupt from him.

"What?" Thalassa asked, chuckling along with him.

"I just realized we made love again in Zeke's room." He shook his head in amusement. "He's going to be furious if he ever finds out."

Thalassa's smile vanished instantly, guilt filling her expression as she muttered, "And heartbroken." Kris stiffened, realizing what she meant. "He finally confessed his feelings to you?"

Thalassa raised a brow. "You already knew?"

"It's not hard to tell when a man looks at you the way I do," Kris said, his tone a bit somber as he asked. "What did you tell him?"

"I told him I didn't feel the same, but he said he wasn't going to give up on me," Thalassa replied, wanting to be straightforward to avoid any future complications.

"Well, he'll just be wasting his time."

A muscle in Kris's jaw jumped as he wrapped his arms around her, almost possessively. "I won't lose you again, Lassa. I promise I'll never be the idiot who took you for granted ever again."

Thalassa didn't respond. She simply covered his mouth with hers once more. As much as she didn't want to think about it, she couldn't shake the

future was never gove

voice inside her telling her th

Things could change any moment.

But for now, she wasn't going to let it hold her back from enjoying this moment with him, even if it wouldn't last forever.

A chuckle of disbelief escaped her lips when Kris's hand suddenly began fondling her breasts again. "What are you doing? You're insatiable!"

"Guilty as charged. I can never get enough of you." Kris growled before flipping her onto her back, causing more laughter to spill from her.

"We should probably go downstairs. Betty must be worried."

Kris scoffed as he nuzzled her neck. "Worried I'm going to kill you with too much pleasure?" "Very possible," Thalassa mused. "Maybe she'll think we died from cumming too hard."

"Wouldn't that be the best way to die?" Kris whispered as he breathed in her skin and slowly peeled the rest of the sheet from her body. "Buried deep inside the woman I love after we've both had the most explosive orgasms ever."

His words sent a tickling heat straight to the crux of Thalassa's thighs, causing a familiar ache to stir inside her core.

"So, what do you say?" he asked, giving her nipple a playful lick. "Should I take you to heaven right now?" Another lick. "Or should we not keep Betty waiting?"

A shiver of need ran through Thalassa. "Oh, Betty can definitely wait."