Chapter 125 Nothing

• POV: Amaia.
• The world disappears around me as soon as his lips meet mine, as soon as we unleash this suffocating desire that we cannot resist. In my subconscious, the alarm goes off that we are in the Club, the very center of the hustle and bustle, but I don't stop to think about that for a second. I prefer to focus on his taste, on the desperation that I feel and share, as our mouths merge into one.
• The hand he has on my waist remains there, steady. Although it is evident that his fingers are burning with the need to move, I know, because he presses firmly against my skin. However, in the midst of this temporary madness that caught us off guard, he is aware of what this means.