Zane:
“You’re breathing so hard,” I whisper to Kiara as we inch closer, my breath rising too, anticipation building as our lips nearly meet.
“I’ve waited for this moment, Mr. Malibu,” she replies, her voice barely a whisper. I grab her waist, pulling her closer so that her breasts press against my chest.
“Call me Zane,” I say, and then our lips finally meet. I want to be gentle with her, but the intensity of my feelings takes over. My heart races wildly, and our kiss turns fierce and passionate. I bite her lower lip, eliciting a soft moan from her.
“Zane,” she gasps, tugging hard on my body.
I lift her up, wrapping her legs around my waist, and I carry her to the bed. My lips trail down her neck to her chest, and as I unbutton her shirt, revealing her bosom, my phone rings, jolting me
