Tangled

Chapter 116

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I wrap my legs around him as he enters, slow and careful, in a burn that only heightens the desire.

But he’s too careful.

Too gentle.

Too thoughtful.

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“Lucas,” I whine, tightening my legs around him and yanking him in.

His hips surge forward and the entire length of him sinks into me, filling me in a way that makes me feel complete.

Whole.

But all control he has is gone. He’d used what was left of it to try to ease his way in.

Now it’s all hard, heavy thrusts and wild rhythm, with my body half off the bed and supported only by his hands on my hips, his fingers digging into my ass.

I think I scream. I’m not sure. I’m dizzy over the pleasure as he hits that spot deep inside, a place that

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almost hurts every time he slams home.

“Fuck, you feel so good, Ava,” he groans, and I can’t

answer.

barely breathe.

do is moan and shove back against the bed to try and meet his every thrust, wanting it

a mating bite, but I manage to hold at least that part of me in check.

with desire. “You’re driving me crazy.”

between the moans. “So

intelligence is at rock bottom, all my brain power centered on where our bodies meet, the obscene

frenzied, I

as he growls his release, I shatter.

Shatter.

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fireworks, and I sob with the force of the climax that surges through

breath hot against my skin. I close my eyes, focusing on the warmth and tenderness blooming inside me, a delicious afterglow that spreads through every inch

“I’m sorry,” he murmurs between kisses. “I should be chained to a pole whenever

my chest, the absurdity of his statement cutting through the haze of pleasure. “I don’t think that would help much.”

into mine. “Probably not. You’d find a

down to just the two of us. But reality begins to seep in,

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outside this room.

Lucas does the same,

closer, his arms encircling me from behind. The intimacy of the gesture, the way his

can’t let myself fall into this again. Not now. Not when I’ve just

his arms away, guilt twisting in my gut as I turn to face him. “Lucas, I… I’m sorry.

of frustration darkening

soft but firm. “I got caught up in the moment. In the bond. But it doesn’t change what I said before. I

at me for a long moment, his

hands flexing at his sides. I brace myself for

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