Chapter 113
- Zayne's lips found the back of my neck, trailing down my spine, while his hands slid over my waist, up my ribs, stopping just under my breasts. He paused, waiting for something.
- “Please,” I whispered, my voice breaking.
- That was all it took. His hands cupped me, rough and possessive, while Xander's mouth swallowed my moan. My body was burning, heat coiling low. I felt desperate.