Chapter 3294: Chapter 3295

Melissa looked up at him, her chest tightening.

Gently, he pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her.

Marcus ki*sed her hair softly and whispered.

“I’m here for you, and I want you to always remember that.

”

Almost as if in a trance, Melissa said, “Somehow, I don’t know, but… It feels so surreal…”

A crease appeared between Marcus’ brows.

He suddenly picked her up, carrying her to their bedroom and pushing her down on the bed.

Melissa didn’t resist.

Maybe they could both use an outlet, and this was the simplest way to get release.

She held him tight, answering his hot ki*ses.

Her teeth sank on his shoulder when he got too rough.

Marcus lowered his head, his forehead lined in sweat as he panted.

His low and smooth voice echoed in her ears.

“How about now? Does it still feel surreal?”

After their s@x, both of them were sweating buckets.

Marcus, with his arm snug around Melissa’s waist, pulled the thin blanket over her.

Their breathing slowly eased.

Whispering behind her, Marcus asked, “Are you feeling any better now?”

Melissa nestled her face into a white pillow, giving it a gentle rub.

Noticing her silence, Marcus pressed on, “Are you perhaps feeling shy now?”

“Why should I be? This is comfy,” Melissa retorted.

Marcus nodded, satisfied with her honesty.

They cuddled in silence for a bit before Melissa turned around.

“I’m famished.

”

He asked, cool as a cucumber, “Are you still hungry?”

Their gazes locked.

After a lingering moment, Melissa broke away first.

“Let’s hit the shower and grab a bite to eat, okay?”

She snuggled into his embrace.

“We have to head back home later.

”

Even though things that happened recently rattled Melissa a bit, she figured they shouldn’t mess with her life.

Matthew was at home waiting for her, and she had to keep an eye on Yvonne’s piano class tonight.

Marcus ran his fingers through Melissa’s hair.

“Hey, you don’t need to stress.

Matthew’s a good kid.

Julie can handle him at bedtime.

And if Yvonne slacks off once in a while, it won’t ruin her lessons.

”

“I want to go home,” Melissa murmured.

Her voice barely above a whisper, she added, “Our home.

”