It was her. The last woman he had made love to. She would be the last one. Always. Her arousal made it even clearer in his head. The way it was making him go wild on the inside was something uncontrollable and unexplainable. How was he ever going to replace that feeling or ignore it? He wanted her. And that was some truth he could never run away from. He knew it was just not some mere crush or physical attraction. It was so much more. Something so strong that he felt like she defined his existence. The pull he was feeling was unbearable.
Ella blushed. Harder. Her flushed cheeks looked like a cherry, making her even more attractive. She had no idea she was doing something like that to Riven. Hell! She was clueless about how easily she let go of the walls around him. How? What was he doing
