Chapter 51

Elara's POV

Lucas's hands moved with practiced ease, sliding under my shirt and pulling me closer. The warmth of his touch was electric, making me gasp as he pressed me down onto his lap. The car seat was reclined slightly, the space tight, but it only made the closeness feel more intense. Our kiss deepened, urgent, our bodies instinctively aligning as I leaned into him, hands tangling in his hair.

His touch was deliberate, slow, as though savoring every inch of me. I could feel his hands wandering, tracing the curve of my back before slipping lower, exploring with a boldness that sent my heart racing. I was lost in the moment, my body responding to him in ways I couldn’t control. I could feel his heat, taste his desire, and I wanted more—wanted all of him.

But then, in the middle of it all, my stomach gave a loud growl, the sound cutting through the tension like a cruel reminder.