Chapter 148 Love At Last

• Lyla’s pov
• That was all the confirmation he needed. His lips found mine again, more fervent this time, as if the floodgates had been opened. His hands roamed, exploring every curve and hollow, leaving no part of me untouched. Each caress was a promise, each kiss a declaration.
• Time seemed to blur as we shed the layers that separated us, each article of clothing falling away until there was nothing left but skin on his skin. His touch was fire and comfort all at once, his hands reverent as they mapped the planes of my body.