Chapter 1632
Lucas' lips traveled from hers to her jaw, down her throat, then lower still. His tender kisses drew soft gasps from her lips.
A ripple of shivers coursed through her as goosebumps bloomed beneath his touch. Her quiet reactions stirred something deep in him.
He couldn't wait any longer. Drawing her close, he held her tenderly as their embrace deepened.
Belinda's hand flew to his chest. Fresh chapters posted on Find?Novel.net
"Be gentle!" she said breathlessly, the protest laced with both admonishment and affection.
"Alright, alright," Lucas replied, pressing a kiss to her lips. "I'll be gentle." But promises made in the heat of passion are rarely kept.
Gentle? That word had no place in Lucas' vocabulary tonight.
His passion was undeniable, every ounce of restraint stripped away. And once wasn't nearly enough.
Hours passed, yet Lucas showed no sign of stopping.
When Belinda realized he wanted to continue, her eyes widened. "You've got to be kidding me! Lucas, that's enough for tonight!" She was utterly spent.
As she spoke, she tried to move away from him, retreating to the farthest corner of the bed.
"Just one more time," Lucas rasped, his voice rough with emotion, each word trailing a sensual heat that made her tremble.
He didn't wait for permission. He pulled her back into his arms, holding her close once more.
"You are insatiable…" Belinda whimpered, her voice a delicious mixture of exasperation and surrender.
Lucas honored his promise completely this time. After this, he actually stopped.
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But Belinda lay there so utterly exhausted that even lifting her arms seemed impossible. She then descended into a deep, restorative slumber.
The next morning, Belinda stirred awake to find her body aching. Waves of soreness mixed with tingling numbness swept through every muscle.
"Ugh…" She winced, her face twisting into a slight frown.
"Finally awake?" Lucas' voice rumbled beside her ear, deep and husky, carrying that familiar teasing warmth.
The instant she heard his voice, Belinda's eyes flew open. She directed a fierce glare in his direction before promptly closing them again, making her refusal to engage with him abundantly clear.
Lucas' tone softened, coaxing and gentle. "Still angry with me? Last night was entirely my fault. I lost control completely." With that, he leaned down and kissed Belinda's forehead.
Belinda disregarded his gesture on purpose. Apologies flowed from his lips with such practiced ease now, yet the next occasion would find him acting according to his desires once again.
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