Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 422

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For example, when Draven invested in Kaleb, he was the investor and a shareholder, so Kaleb naturally had to show him respect.

Ayla was the same with Draven. In the beginning, she interacted with him carefully. His kindness toward her was one thing, but status was another. Toward someone stronger than herself, who said women didn’t feel the urge to conquer? Ayla did. When she kissed him first, she was aggressive too.

Just thinking about this untouchable man, being held by her as she pressed his head down to kiss him, was intoxicating, physically and mentally.

But Ayla’s disadvantage was her lack of strength. She only held the upper hand for a moment before Draven pressed back in.

Draven looked difficult to deal with, but in private, he treated her extremely well. As Ayla grew closer to him, she felt more and more that he was considerate and gentle. The contrast was especially strong when he kissed her. He probably wanted to be gentle, but couldn’t quite control himself.

Ayla understood that his urgency was tied to his feelings for her, so shifting from being proactive to passively bearing it became another kind of physical and emotional pleasure.

Soon, the kiss made both of their breathing grow rapid, and Draven immediately let her go.

Ayla really liked stopping right there. There was no need to go any further.

They’d just started. She didn’t want things to move too fast. If things truly got out of control, she wasn’t mentally ready for it. On top of that, her extremely bad experiences with Troy had made her truly dislike that kind of thing.

Ayla had learned about physiology early on. If both sides cooperated well, it could be very pleasurable for men and women alike. But she and Troy just weren’t compatible. The reality after marriage had completely extinguished her fantasies. Every time, she’d grit her teeth and endure it. Now, she was deeply

resistant to it.

This wasn’t something Ayla could easily talk to Draven about right now, so his sense of restraint was rare and honestly a pleasant surprise. How could someone be this understanding of her?

So having a boyfriend with low desire was actually pretty great. There was much less pressure being together. If they did eventually do it, that could wait longer. When she was mentally ready, when their feelings were deeper, it would naturally happen.

Draven wasn’t enthusiastic about it anyway. Once or twice a year would probably be more than enough. Just thinking about it felt perfect to Ayla.

After adjusting his breathing, Draven’s fingertip brushed the corner of her lips. “Tired?”

Ayla really was tired now. “Let’s sleep.”

She was already prepared for Draven to carry her to bed when he said, “I booked the room next door for you. I’ll carry you over.”

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Chapter 422 Knowing the Line

As he spoke, he actually lifted her up and headed toward the living room.

Ayla quickly hooked her arms around his neck. “Wait.”

Draven stopped.

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“You’re letting me sleep next door?” Ayla looked doubtful. “After kissing me like that, you’re really going to let me sleep next door?”

Draven raised a brow. “You wanna sleep with me?”

Ayla paused before saying, “Of course, I do. Don’t tell me you don’t. If you didn’t want to be close to me, would you like kissing me this much?”

“I do want to,” he said, biting gently near her ear. “But what we want might not be the same.”

Ayla blinked. “Then carry me over”

Draven smiled, turned, and headed toward the bed instead. He lifted the covers and set her down on the large bed.

Right now, Ayla was a delicacy bed swallow whole, but Draven couldn’t open his mouth yet. Even

though the beast inside him was already drooling, on the surface, he remained calm and gentlemanly, without revealing a trace. “You’re right. I really can’t bear to send you away.”

Ayla shot him a glare.

So he’s already enjoying teasing me now?

Ayla’s actions were very honest. She rolled inward on the bed, but with her injured knee, she changed it to scooting over, making room for him.

Draven turned off the light, and the room instantly fell into darkness.

Ayla’s senses sharpened. She heard Draven move and felt the mattress sink beside her.

The next second, half of Draven’s body pressed over. His long arm rested across her stomach, his palm warm against her belly.

Ayla was completely held in his arms, sealed in tight.

Draven buried his face in the hollow of her neck, kissed her lightly there, then closed his eyes and went still.

Ayla’s neck tickled. She dodged slightly, and his kiss followed. His palm began gently kneading her stomach.

He was still thinking about how she’d thrown up earlier, worried her stomach might feel uncomfortable.

Ayla couldn’t dodge anymore, so she hugged the arm pressing against her.

The skin was firm and smooth, the touch unexpectedly good.

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