Chapter 138

"Lilac, stop –" Johnathan choked on his saliva as he was incredibly turned on but had to force himself to hold back for their sake.

She squeezed him gently and all he could do was groan. His hands that held her, the hands that were supposed to stop her trembled. This was bad. He wanted her so much it was killing him. He didn't want to stop her. The caresses of her delicate hands felt like salvation. He felt like a person who was dying of thirst in the desert and had finally found that saving a jug of water – only to have it held at arm's length. It was so close yet so far that he felt himself nearing insanity.

Her lashes lifted as her hands continued caressing him and Jonathan sucked in his breath. Her hair had darkened because of their wetness. She was like a goddess that had emerged from some mystical lake.

"Why are you holding back…" she opened her lips hesitantly. "There has to be a way," she asked, shy. Not knowing that her question was the most potent drug that could seduce eve