Chapter 102: I Want You More

Dane

Dane's breath came out in a rush. Lila's fingers in his hair made him shiver, goosebumps chasing themselves down his neck and arms.

He was kneading her thighs, he realized. A tiny, slow swirl of desire finally spinning together right at his core, between his dick and his heart. She was trying to wake him up and, fuck, he prayed she'd keep doing it.

She was so soft. So warm. There was so much love in her eyes.

Suddenly desperate for her, he slid both hands up her sides, to meet in her hair, and pulled her to him, kissing her—not with the wildness he usually gave in to when she was this close. Instead, he clung to her, pulled her hard against his chest, and kissed his love to her. His fear. His utter terror at the thought of losing her. Because she'd been right. He was starting to feel again. And it was fucking terrifying.