Chapter 182 In Desperate Need of a Wild Night
Late autumn nights were cool.
But in the bedroom, it was as scorching as if it were on fire.
Regina lay on the bed, her arms uncontrollably tightening, clutching Douglas' shoulders as he hovered above her. Her emotions grew more intense, her fingertips digging into his skin.
Douglas' head was buried in her chest.
Regina squinted her eyes, her voice dripping with longing. "Mmm… darling…"
That word "darling" made Douglas feel as if his whole body had turned into a hot, solid piece of steel. If this kept up, things were bound to spiral out of control.
Initially, he had only been doing what he usually did—gently massaging her aching, rock-hard breasts through the delicate silk of her nightgown. But as the moments ticked by, their restraint had broken.
After days of enforced abstinence, they were both desperate for a wild, passionate encounter.
Douglas tried to ignore the burning desire flaring up in his lower abdomen. As he began to pull away, Regina clung to his waist, reluctant to let him go.
Some things were too difficult for her to voice.
Her cravings were far more intense than she had anticipated.
In fact, it was well-known that a woman's desire during pregnancy could be even stronger than before.
With her flushed face and trembling lips, Regina struggled to find the right words.
Douglas, understanding her needs, smiled gently. His warm fingertips traced the contours of her beautiful face, and he whispered in a husky tone, "I promised you a night to remember. Of course, I want to make sure you're satisfied."
"But…" Regina touched her belly, her face marked with inner conflict, "I can't just ignore everything for a moment of pleasure."
They had read up and consulted doctors, knowing that after the first trimester, sex in moderation was usually fine. But the memory of the previous bleeding incident still haunted them, making them wary.
Seeing Regina's conflicted expression, Douglas kissed the edge of her lips.
"Mrs. Semona, trust me. There's another way to satisfy you. Trust me, okay?"
Regina stared into his eyes, quickly realizing what he meant by "another way."
His kisses were tender and relentless.
He had left his mark on every inch of her.
In the final moment, Regina felt as if her mind had exploded into a dazzling display of fireworks.
Even though they had stayed up late the night before, Regina woke up with the alarm. After shaking off the last bits of sleep, she got out of bed.
Douglas, who usually woke up much earlier, had already worked out and showered by the time she was ready.
They sat down together for breakfast in the downstairs dining room.
"Last night…"
"Can you just… not bring it up?"
As soon as Douglas started to speak, Regina lowered her gaze.
She couldn't bring herself to mention anything about the night before.
"What are you thinking about, Mrs. Semona?" Douglas, in a good mood and with a teasing tone, asked, "I just wanted to know where you put my wedding ring last night."At the mention of it, Regina's face turned even redder.
During their activities, Douglas had removed the ring because it was inconvenient to wear. He handed it to Regina, but in her dazed state, she had forgotten all about it. By the time they were finished, the ring was nowhere to be found.
