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.

respond just as enticingly if

scenario. The thought alone drove

"Mm!"

him, not

both of them to keep some

she struggled, the wilder

grabbed her waist and lifted her onto his lap, his hand pressing her waist to

feel each other's

face flushed,

placed it on his belt

"Do you want this?"

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

this?"

the defenses around

this time biting her lip with malicious

tears welling up in her

this, Lucas released her and said, "Who said

Aveline paused. "We're not?"