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

even imagine such a scenario. The thought alone drove him

"Mm!"

him, not wanting such

for both of them to

more she struggled, the wilder Lucas's kisses

lifted her onto his lap, his hand pressing her waist to keep her close

could feel each

flushed,

grabbed her hand and placed

"Do you want this?"

compatible, but emotions are another matter." Lucas gripped her chin,

this?"

quivered, the defenses around her

time biting her lip with malicious intent, punishing

tears welling up

released her and

Aveline paused. "We're not?"