Chapter 118 My Claim - Part Il

• My lungs greedily filled with oxygen, but the respite was fleeting as his lips crashed against mine once more. Our mouths fused together in a feverish dance, tongues entwining, each kiss an inferno that threatened to consume us both. Lost in his intoxicating trance, I could feel the throb between my legs intensify, a relentless ache that demanded attention, driving me to the brink of madness.
• A plaintive whine escaped my lips, a primal plea for some form of release from the searing desire that coursed through me. Erdem, ever attuned to my needs, responded with a swift and primal action. His hand, once resting on the table's surface, abruptly shifted, landing possessively on my bare thigh. Fingers dug into my flesh, a delicious mix of pain and pleasure, drawing a desperate mewl from deep within me. His mouth, ravenous and hungry, devoured the sound, capturing it with a possessiveness that mirrored the hunger within us both.
• “Where should we take this?” He breathlessly asked as we pulled apart. Breathing heavily. His hand travelled down my neck, to my shoulder and rested just beside the side of my breast.