Chapter 1632:

Lucas’ lips traveled from hers to her jaw, down her throat, then lower still, until they found the delicate swell of her chest. His mouth claimed her, drawing a soft gasp from her lips.

A ripple of shivers coursed through her as goosebumps bloomed beneath his touch. Her quiet moan stirred something primal in him.

He couldn’t wait any longer. Bracing himself above her, he hooked her slender legs around his waist and thrust into her in one swift, fluid motion.

Belinda cried out, her hand flying to his chest.

“Be gentle!” she said breathlessly, the protest laced with both admonishment and desire.

“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.

That word had no place

with the urgency of a ravenous wolf, every ounce of restraint stripped away by desire. And one

bin told the story—three used condoms already discarded, yet

him tearing open a fourth wrapper, her eyes widened. “You’ve got to be kidding me! Lucas, that’s enough for tonight!”

from him, retreating to the

with desire, each word

then pulled her back into his arms. Lifting


her voice a delicious mixture

time. After this round, he

for

lay there so utterly exhausted that even lifting her arms seemed impossible. She then descended into

find her body aching. Waves of soreness mixed with tingling numbness swept through

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