Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 989

Camila’s face flushed crimson. Take the lead… play as much as she wanted? Was he serious? Even now, he couldn’t resist teasing her.

“Aren’t you tired?” she shot back, giving him a playful glare.

“Tired…” Dennis’s voice was a magnetic whisper. His warm, calloused hand slid along the bare skin of her waist, a clear invitation. “But not too tired for a little game before bed.”

Before Camila could retort, his lips found hers, hot and demanding. He nipped at her earlobe, his breath a searing caress against her skin. A jolt, like an electric current, shot down her spine, leaving her weak and pliant. She instinctively wrapped her arms around his shoulders for support.

The steam from the hot springs swirled around them, veiling his intense gaze in a soft mist. His sharp, handsome features, usually so commanding, were now softened with a languid weariness that was inexplicably mixed with raw desire. “Don’t you want this, Camila?” he murmured, his voice laced with a hypnotic power.

Camila bit her lip, her resolve already crumbling. After being apart for so long, of course she missed him. They had barely had a moment to themselves since her return, and then he had thrown himself into helping Larry. She had wanted him to rest tonight, but clearly, he had other plans. Under his deliberate seduction, her own desires were stirring. Besides, he had worked so hard these past few days. Indulging him a little couldn’t hurt.

For the first time, Camila felt the thrill of being in charge. Her delicate fingers danced across his skin, lighting small fires everywhere she touched. She watched his brow furrow, a clear sign that he was nearing his limit. Just before he lost control completely, she braced her hands on his shoulders and slowly lowered herself onto him…

A guttural sound tore from his throat as his fingers dug into her waist. In the next instant, the tranquil water erupted into a cascade of ripples. It wasn’t long before Camila’s energy waned, and she rested her head on his shoulder, unwilling to move. “Being this weak won’t do, Camila…” he whispered, nipping at her ear.

She just pouted and refused to budge. Seeing this, Dennis gave in and took the lead, their roles completely reversed. An wave of intense pleasure washed over her. Even though she had started in the dominant position, in the end, she was the one driven to the edge of madness.