Chapter 85

The sound of their mingled breath, moans, and low grunts filled the quiet space.

Their lips remained locked for what felt like an eternity of heated, frantic kisses and wandering hands groping at every available inch of heated flesh before Zavian finally tore his mouth away.

He pressed his forehead against Emmeline’s, their ragged breaths intermingling hotly as they both struggled to catch their breath in the aftermath of their passionate embrace.

“Looking at you makes me want to cross every boundary, to throw all caution and propriety to the wind,” he confessed in a low, gravelly murmur. “Being around you in the same place without being able to touch you, to taste you, to take you as I so desperately desire...it’s utterly exhausting, Emmeline. I can barely keep my hands off you much less my d!ck.”

In response, Emmeline arched her body against his. She pressed her aching br3asts against the solid wall of his chest and captured his full lower lip between her t