Anovel of crazy monaliza chapter 37 by summer's spark

Ayra widened her legs, while shooting her @$$ up. 

Suddenly she felt Two hands on her buttocks and her eyes widened.

"Mm-mm" A low, husky moan escaped her lips, the sound sending shivers down Stryker's spine. 

He tried to control himself, to resist the temptation of her crazy proximity, but his body betrayed him.

Stryker wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close as they curled up on the floor together. 

The soft carpet cushioned their bodies, providing a comfortable surface for their impromptu entanglement. 

Stryker's hands slowly slid between Ayra's legs, his fingers tracing the curves of her bare thighs, sending shivers of pleasure through her body.

Ayra's eyes fluttered closed, her head tilting backwards as she surrendered into Stryker's touch. 

His hands were like magic, weaving a spell of desire and longing around her. 

She felt herself melting into his caress, her body responding to his touch with a predictable enthusiasm.

Stryker's gaze burned with intensity as he cupped Ayra's chin with one hand, his eyes locking onto hers. 

"Why are you torturing me?" he asked, his voice low and husky, his words dripping with desire. 

Ayra's eyes snapped open, her gaze meeting Stryker's in a flash of mutual attraction.

Their lips were inches apart, the air between them charged with tension. 

Stryker's hands continued exploring her body, his fingers tracing the curves of her waist, the swell of her hips, drawing closer to her already dripping pant. 

Ayra's breathing quickened, her chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. 

She felt herself being drawn into his vortex of desire, her body helpless to resist his allure.

Roughly, Stryker's lips claimed hees, the world around them melting away, leaving only the two of them, lost in a sea of intense passion. 

Their kiss was a maelstrom of desire, a frenzy of lips and tongues that left them both breathless. 

Ayra's hands wrapped around his neck, holding him in a vice-like grip, as if he were a lifeline and she was drowning in the depths of her own passion.

Their lips moved in perfect sync, their tongues tangling in a wild dance of desire.

They sucked and savored each other's lips, their mouths devouring each other with a hunger that seemed insatiable. 

The air around them was electric, charged with the spark of their passion, as they lost themselves in the madness of their kiss.

It was as if they were two souls, meant to be together, and their kiss was the key that unlocked the door to their deepest desires.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, they broke apart, their lips parting with a soft gasp.

Ayra's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto Stryker's, her pupils dilated with desire.

Stryker's eyes burned with intensity, his chest heaving with ragged breaths, as he gazed at Ayra with a hunger that seemed to grow with each passing moment.

Their faces were inches apart, the air between them thick with tension, as they both struggled to catch their breath. 

Ayra's hands still wrapped around Stryker's neck, holding him close, as if she never wanted to let him go. 

Stryker's arms encircled her waist, pulling her closer, his body still humming with the aftershocks of their kiss.

"I'm leaving soon, I gat some shit to attend to back at the company??" He whispered roughly after a few minutes of silence and she turned in his arms, facing him.

"When will you come back?" She asked, her voice laced with sadness.

Even if she doesn't understand what she's feeling for him,, she doesn't want him to leave.

It sounds lame but damnit!! She wants him here.

"Don't trouble yourself that much, don't worry I won't come back to disturb you ever again" He said, slowly retrieving his hands.

Ayra's Heart almost burst immediately his sweet hands left her body, she wants it!!!!

She bite her cheek tightly almost making it bleed, she wants to scream! 

'Don't go idiot!'

He made her want him so bad and now he wants to leave her, damn!! him infact.

She stood up, dusted her skirt and glared at him.

"That'll be great if you don't come again," she hissed angrily, turned around and rushed up the stairs.

Stryker's face twisted and he burst into laughter,, laughing softly.

"You should have seen her face right now, she looks like she's about to murder someone!!" He snarled and placed his head on the couch, while pinching the stiff bulge between his legs.

God!!! He almost loosed control!

What a temptress!!

That his father's stupid mistress is planning something crazy, he needs to be there and set things straight.

Even after his father's sudden death, Scott hasn't returned home after the burial.

he said, he has nothing to do with that family, his father had left everything for them and had asked them to take care of his legitimate sons. Lex and Rex.

They're the same age with Scott but he hates the mere ground they walk on, he hates everything about them.

He stood up from the floor, took his phone and turned towards the stairs. Taking them three at a time..................

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