Chapter 49 The Line Between Dream And Reality Ⅱ

• Sensing my urgency, Zander pulled away slightly, allowing me enough space to yank his shirt over his head and fling it haphazardly across the room. Our lips met once more, the kiss now imbued with an even greater urgency, a hunger that threatened to consume us both. The barriers were breaking down, not just the fabric of our clothes, but the walls of restraint that had held us back. With an almost impatient fervor, he tore my dress into two pieces, his eagerness undeniable.
• His touch was electric, sending a jolt of sensation through me as his hand found my breast, grabbing it possessively. His fingers played with my nipples, twisting and pinching mercilessly. As his lips left mine, a trail of fervent kisses descended down my neck, each one drawing forth a gasp of pleasure from my lips. A soft, involuntary whimper escaped me when he focused his attention on my marking spot, sucking on it with a delicious intensity that ignited a fire within.
• A craving, a need that had long simmered beneath the surface, finally found its voice in me.