My Sweet Seduction novel Chapter 38

HE’S WALKING FORWARD and pushing me to the door, tightening my grasp, but not too tightly.

“What are you doing?!” I still managed to struggle despite everything.

His eyes were beyond wild now. I don’t know how to stop him when I feel his hot breath on my cheek.

“God, I missed you so much, sweetie,” he softly said. There was a taunting edge to his voice and a shiver of a golden light race down my spine.

“Rence . . .”

I swallow his breathy sighs. It was too late before I could even struggle.

His lips covered mine, and the world seemed to disappear around us. I can feel myself tremble. My heart was beating like it was going to explode any moment.

His fingers were tangling in my long chocolate hair; his body presses mine. He locked me behind the door, and my only companion was his big chest.

He kissed me very eagerly, passionately, and burning. I can’t count how many times my back hit the door because he pulled up my hip, and he pushed back again.

When his forehead touches mine, I find myself wanting more. My heart immediately rebelled because of its rapid cessation.

He sighed sharply, seemingly holding back what he was supposed to do. His gaze dropped to me as we both chased each other. As I stare into his deep endless black eyes, I know I’ve fallen for him as deep as his pitiless black eyes.

“Margaux . . .”

His voice is a little gravelly with the hint of honeyed. Damn, he called my name sexily. I felt even weaker and more anxious to lose myself.

Before I make a protest, Lawrence turns me to the door, and his hand slides down my waist roughly, without a trace of humanity.

He quickly took off the dress I was wearing and freely caressed his hand there. I clung tightly while my two palms pressed against the door. He cups my cheeks from behind, touching my ears with a deep voice.

“I got it . . .” he whispered in a husky voice.

My two cheeks blushed when I realized what he meant. And his fingers are already travelling down inside my panty, and I pull it down easily until his fingers tease my clit.

I couldn’t help but moan. My lips parted with the sensation he brought to me. He makes me feel possessed and somehow intensely erotic. An instant lust exploded inside me, and I am breathing hard.

He was burying his face on my neck, where he plants a kiss. “I badly wanted you, Margaux,” he said in a low, sexy sound.

“You have no idea of the decisions I have to make just to be with you,” he enunciates.

Even if I want to speak, I can’t do it because what he says does not register in my mind. My brain is busy with what he does to me.

He slid his fingers inside me. He bit me hard on the lips because of what he did. Heat radiates through my body, and I am panting, moans in a low, sexy sound.

My sex clenches around his fingers. I feel the weakness of my two knees, and the door is not enough to hold, so I have no choice but to lean on his wide chest.

In the next second, he turned me around and pushed me against the door. No word came out of me—not even one. Now I’m breathing his warm breath, and my fingers curl around his T-shirt.