Chapter sixty-four

Ethan’s POV

Each time I touched her, there was a wholeness in me.

A space that didn't seem to exist before I touched her was filled up whenever I did and there was always this spark in my veins. Ariah was a part of me now, I didn't just want her, it wasn't a mere desire or just lust, I needed her badly.

I spun her around and kissed her neck while my hands pulled the straps of the gown off her shoulders.

"Ethan..." She called softly, her voice trailing off each time she tried calling me. "Ethan..."

The gown dropped to the floor and her bare flesh against my hands drove me crazy and sent a ravaging fire flaring up in my body. When I traced my hands over the bra she wore, she moaned slightly and I knew I had her completely hooked now, any slight hesitation that might have been in her had vanished completely.

My fingers played with the hook of her bra until I finally heard a click and she gasped softly. With Ariah, my heart was always racing, a touch of her body was like adrenaline