My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him
Chapter 83 Almost Burned Her Dry!

Chapter 83: Chapter 83 Almost Burned Her Dry!

Chloe Simpson’s small mouth was open, her face flushed a deep red, and sweat had already soaked all the hair by her temples.

Looking into Alexander Johnson’s eyes, they were filled with a layer of mist that made one want to savor and cherish fiercely.

Suddenly, a burning desire ignited in the depths of Alexander’s heart.

As for Chloe, even a drop of Flibanserin was too much for her to handle, let alone the tenfold dose Lucas Hughes added tonight.

"Mmm!"

Grabbing Alexander’s arm, the sudden soothing coolness made her let out a satisfied hum, and she couldn’t control her desire for more of that coolness.

She reached out, tearing her own shirt with a ripping sound, pressing herself against Alexander’s body.

Instantly, Alexander felt the blood in his body racing, a feeling of veins bursting!

Her delicate shoulders were exposed, hair sticking with sweat from her temples down to her neck, and the faintly visible fullness in front of her chest.

In an instant, it formed an extreme sense of chaotic fragmentation, making one unable to resist the urge to ravage with intensity.

In the past, he had always restrained himself well in this regard.

But this time, with Lucas Hughes’ meticulously prepared Flibanserin and a passionate Chloe, Alexander nearly couldn’t keep control over himself.

No, if this continues, he fears he truly would go mad all night.

Alexander removed Chloe’s hand, preparing to get up.

But suddenly, at this moment, Chloe shouted.

"Lucas, hmm! Don’t go!"

After shouting, Chloe grabbed Alexander’s hand and pulled him towards her.

Alexander paused, allowing Chloe to pull his hand towards her.

The heat in his heart, mixed with a tinge of anger, burned fervently.

There was vengeance, discomfort, anger, but more prominently, punishment.

How could he forget that this woman would go to such lengths to protect that bastard Lucas Hughes.

Before, she was even willing to die to live with this man in the same bed, die in the same grave.

Very well!

If she loves him that much!

Lucas Hughes, that bastard, hiding in the closet.

Fine! Give him satisfaction!

And satisfy her!

Alexander looked at her, tore open his collar, grabbed the lust-filled Chloe, and flipped her around, exchanging their positions.

Now Chloe was on the side of the closet.

This way, Lucas Hughes would have a very clear view!

He could witness every one of Chloe’s entranced expressions!

This time, he would let Lucas watch, watch closely!

"Do you want it?"

Alexander curled his lips, lifted Chloe’s chin with his hand, forcing her to look at him.

"Mm...want...Lucas...I want it so much..."

At this moment, Chloe was already incoherent, only feeling that the fire deep inside her was about to burn her dry.

Restlessly shifting her body, she whimpered at Alexander.

That one word, Lucas, like a thorn, pierced directly into Alexander’s heart.

"Chloe, open your eyes, see clearly who I am!"

He squeezed Chloe’s hand and started to exert force.

The pain eventually brought Chloe back a little to her senses. She opened her eyes, saw that it was Alexander, and instinctively reached out to push him away.

"What? Now you want to push me away, was it not you just now, being so flirtatious with me? Hmm?"

Alexander glanced at the direction of the closet and continued to tear Chloe’s clothes.

"No! I didn’t...!"

Chloe immediately denied it vehemently, but at that moment of denial.

The scene of her clamoring, grabbing Alexander with wants flooded into her mind.

The last word "did" remained unsaid, abruptly cut off.

Shame, self-blame, and guilt all gathered in her heart.

She couldn’t believe it.

How could she have done such a thing?

Before, it was always Alexander who initiated, tormenting her until she responded.

But tonight, it was she who took the initiative first.

Ah...how could she be so shameless!

"Remembered it now?!"

Alexander looked at Chloe, in agony and struggling, and his hand followed down the torn clothes, reaching inside.

"No!"

Chloe was filled with self-blame, noticing Alexander’s hand, she hurried to stop him.

But her hand barely lifted into the air when her chest felt the refreshing coolness from Alexander’s hand; her hands involuntarily dropped to her sides.

Her chest heaved upward fiercely, her mouth open, letting out an uncontrollable sound: "Ah!"

"No? Chloe, you’re saying no, but your body’s reaction is huge! I said before, you’ve always been so contrary, coquettish!"

As he spoke the last word, Alexander leaned closer to Chloe’s ear, biting her ear as he spoke.

"Mm! No...not this...ah!"

The sudden warmth, coupled with the irresistible itch and tease at her chest, in an instant, pushed Chloe to the brink of collapse.

The Flibanserin, along with the rush of her blood, completely took over her consciousness.

At this moment, it seemed that every sensation in her whole body only remained in Alexander’s hands on her chest.

Her hands also uncontrollably started pulling her clothes down.