After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Lucas stared at her fair, pure face, then suddenly leaned in, cupping the back of her head as he kissed her.

His kiss was skillful, teasing her bit by bit, waiting for her to give in and respond.

"I don't believe you," he murmured, his breath heavy and warm as he traced the shape of her lips, his

voice huskier than usual.

Outside, the night deepened, the streetlights casting long shadows that barely reached the inside of the car, which remained dim and intimate. Their breaths mingled, and the temperature inside the car steadily rose.

The car was parked under a tree, its shadows flickering. The dappled light cast a faint shadow over their faces.

Aveline wanted to resist, but it was too late. Her body was too accustomed to Lucas' touch.

So familiar that it took him no time at all to make her melt.

Lucas chuckled lowly. "But your body says you like me.

Aveline's eyes filled with unshed tears, her breath unsteady as she said, "My reaction is perfectly normal. Being teased by a man like you, of course, I'd respond this way. If it were someone else, I'd still..." She didn't get to finish her sentence before Lucas' lips captured hers again.

He couldn't tolerate what she had said.

she respond just as enticingly

couldn't even imagine such a scenario. The thought alone drove

"Mm!"

not wanting

both of them to keep

more she struggled, the wilder Lucas's kisses

her onto his lap, his hand pressing her waist to

could feel each other's

face flushed,

grabbed her hand and placed it

"Do you want this?"

unable to support herself, leaned softly against his chest. "Luoas, when it comes to sex, we're quite compatible, but emotions are another matter." Lucas gripped

this?"

eyelashes quivered, the defenses around her

this time biting

pain, tears welling up

this, Lucas released her and said, "Who said we were

Aveline paused. "We're not?"