Chapter 622

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He released her earlobe and asked in a hoarse voice, "Honey, do you really want me to stop?"

Raegan was on the verge of crying. Stopping now seemed too hard, leaving her trapped in a deep longing.

However, Mitchel wanted to hear her say what she needed. He pulled away slightly, his breath warm against her skin. "If you don't feel like a kiss, we'll stop, okay?"

Raegan, already overwhelmed, could only respond with a weak murmur.

Mitchel gave a soft chuckle. "If you're really against it, then let's forget it."

Raegan felt her cheeks heat up. I was serious about leaving him if she didn't talk. Too embarrassed to share her feelings, she barely whispered, "Honey..."

Mitchel managed to maintain his composure and responded, “Yes?”

Clinging to his arm, Raegan bit her lip and whispered her request: "Honey... I want more kisses..."

His voice was so soft that it could soften anyone's heart.

Mitchel undid his tie, tossed it aside, and crouched down again, his hands planted close to her. "Just kisses?"

Raegan blinked, bewildered. "Isn't that enough?" What he liked most were his kisses.

Mitchel playfully tapped her on the nose, calling her a “little glutton,” while putting aside his own desires.

Just as Raegan was about to say something, her world went dark when the tie went around her eyes.

Suddenly, he found himself against the large office table.

Mitchel's deep voice enveloped her. “Honey, how about we try something new?”

“Mitchel…” Raegan tried to speak, but Mitchel's kiss silenced her.

“Hmm…” A silent gasp escaped him as he clutched at his shirt.

Sensing her rapid breathing, Mitchel held her tighter. He gently parted her lips for a deep, dominant kiss, exploring with his tongue in daring swirls.

Blinded by his tie, Raegan felt like she was losing her breath because of him. The fading of his other senses made the kiss even more exciting.

Mitchel hugged her tightly and kissed her with a passion that filled the quiet, well-lit office.

Raegan, still dressed in her work clothes, a white blouse and pencil skirt, found herself disheveled. Her blouse was unbuttoned, showing more than she intended, and her skirt had ridden up.

Mitchel, excited to see her in that state, wanted more. Her hand moved behind her and then there was a soft click.

The sound of a leash coming loose.

Raegan's eyes snapped open. It had gone further than she expected...

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