Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M novel Chapter 362

Breaking the kiss, I lean my head against her. “Please tell me you want this,” I plead with a certain desperation.

It’s been long, and my body is dying to bury myself in her warm cunt.

"Definitely,” she breathes as she rubs herself against my hardness.

The words barely leave her lips when I stand up and grab her hand, dragging her the rest of the way to her bedroom.

I don’t stop when I come to her half-closed bedroom door. I just use my foot to kick it the rest of the way open. It slams against the wall, causing Ava to jump.

My body is primed and ready, and I’m impatient. There’s not a damn thing that will stop me from having her now, except her telling me to stop. But there’s one thing I have to make clear first

I turn to her, drag her shirt down her arms, and let it fall to the floor. She looks up at me, the brown in her eyes swallowed up by the pupils. Her breathing is heavy, causing her generous tits to rise and fall rapidly. She licks her lips, and I swear I feel it on the tip of my dick.

I swing her around and bring her back against my front. Her ass meets my hard cock, and it feels like fucking heaven. She sucks in a sharp breath. I wrap one arm around her middle and let the other grip the material of her skirt.

I run my nose along her neck, her scent intoxicating my senses. I stop when I reach her ear.

“You want me?” I ask again, needing her to be sure.

“Please, Rowan, I need you.”

I squeeze my eyes shut with her softly spoken word, trying to calm my heart against the onslaught of emotions those words cause.

I grip her hips and curl my fingers under her shirt. Her skin feels silky and warm. Goose bumps appear on her sides when I slide my hands up, taking her camisole with me. A little moan comes from her lips, and I hum my approval against her neck.

Her head drops forward again when I trail kisses from one shoulder to the other. My hands stop just below her breasts.

“Fuck, Ava.” I pause, trying to control myself, but it’s no use.