Chapter 25. Time to Mate

With their lips locked and their tongues dancing together, the attraction… the yearning became worse, feeling as if nothing could break them apart, not even the need to breathe.

As they each drew closer and heat clashed between them, tingles tortured their bodies just the same, devouring the flesh with that delectable sensation.

A touch of the lips… Damon had been craving this since the moment they met and now, with just a taste of her, his greed was getting far too dangerous to control. If he pushed harder until these warm lips of hers swelled and bled crimson… if he held her tight enough to forever engrave her beautiful curves against the walls of his mind… if he sank to his knees before her and devoured every drop of her arousal until she trembled, until her low whimpers became music to his ears…

Would she pull away? Would she fear the extent of his desire?

But as his body embraced hers and his tongue took every breath from her lungs, Sarah knew no fear.