Rebirth: 100 Days Before Doomsday - Chapter 110

Chapter 110: Kisses Deepened

As the kisses deepened, Grace let herself surrender completely to the moment. Her hands roamed over Davian’s perfectly built body, feeling the strength beneath his shirt, as well as the heat radiating from his skin.

His hands were just as eager. They explored every inch of her as though committing her to memory. He took his time, savoring each touch, each kiss, as though afraid it might be their last.

Ending the kiss, he started trailing kisses down her throat to her collarbone before coming to a stop when his lips met with the soft fabric of the black crop top she was wearing to match her black high-waisted trouser.

Grace watched while holding her breath as he moved down until his lips found the bare part of her belly, planting kisses over that small part that gave her tickling sensations, forcing out a small giggle from her that made him look up at her face immediately.

Her smile froze when she noticed his eyes getting swarmed with desire the moment he saw her smiling. The next thing she knew, he was back in front of her before he crushed his mouth against hers. This time, the kiss was so intense that she felt like he was devoring her.

The air between them crackled with intensity as Davian pulled back slightly. Their breaths were ragged and mingled in the small space between them. Her lips were still tingling from the bruising kiss, and her heart pounded in her chest as if trying to break free.

His hands slid up her sides, brushing the edge of her top on their way. His touch was firm but careful, as though he was holding something fragile. Her skin burned under his fingertips, and she wasn’t able to help the soft gasp that escaped her lips.

“You are breathtaking,” he murmured in a low and rough voice. He was staring right into her eyes, his own orbs looking extremely dark with desire. And yet, they were filled with something deeper – love and admiration, it was as if she was a treasure he had been searching for all his life.

Grace couldn’t think of any proper response, so she simply cupped his face in her hands and kissed him. The kiss was slow but no less passionate. It was like a slow dance, a push and pull of emotions and needs that neither of them could resist anymore.

After wandering all over her sides, Davian’s fingers finally found their way to the hem of her top, and with one swift motion, he lifted it over her head. Grace shivered, not from the cold but from the intensity of his gaze as he took her in. His hands traced the curve of her shoulders before sliding down her arms, leaving a trail of heat in their wake.

Her hands weren’t idle either. She reached for the buttons of his shirt. Her fingers were trembling slightly as she opened the buttons one by one. As the fabric parted and revealed his toned upper body that she had seen at rare occasions before, she had to bite her lip to suppress the smile that was threatening to spill. She was totally unable to tear her eyes away from the perfect view.

“You are not playing fair,” she complained with a small smile tugging at her lips.

In response, Davian chuckled. The sound was so low and husky that it only made more butterflies flutter in her belly. “Neither are you.” He returned, fully aware of what he was doing to her.

He shrugged off his shirt and let it fall to the floor. Before she could have anticipated his next move, his lips were on her again, searing and demanding. His hands slid to her waist, gripping her firmly as he guided her backward until her back hit the wall.

Grace gasped at the coolness of the surface against her heated skin, but it was quickly forgotten as his mouth moved to her neck from her lips. His lips and tongue explored her skin, leaving a trail of fire as they descended to her collarbone and beyond.

Her hands found their way to his shoulders, and she dug her fingers into the hard muscles as she arched against him. “Davian,” she breathed out his name. Her voice was a mix of urgency and need that was taking over her.

Those black trousers were the next to go. His fingers worked deftly to unbutton and slide them down her hips. She kicked them off, leaving her in nothing but her undergarments. The situation might have been unnerving, but with the way he looked at her – like she was the only thing that mattered in the world – she felt nothing but desire spreading through her veins like lava.

She pushed him back slightly, needing to catch her breath. Her eyes roamed over him, from the sharp line of his jaw to the defined muscles of his chest. As her gaze dropped to his waist, she reached for his belt. Her fingers brushed against the warm skin of his abdomen as she unfastened the leather.

The sound of the belt hitting the floor sent a jolt of anticipation through her. She tugged at his pants, and he stepped out of them with ease, leaving him in just his boxers.

And then, his hands were back on her in an instant, lifting her off the ground as though she weighed nothing. She wrapped her legs around his waist and looped her arms around his neck as their lips met in a feverish kiss.

They moved together, pressing their bodies tightly as Davian carried her across the room. She didn’t know where he was taking her, and she didn’t care. All that mattered was the way he made her feel – wanted, cherished, alive.

They didn’t make it far before he pressed her against the edge of a table. His hands explored her back, slipping beneath the clasp of her bra and releasing it with practiced ease. The garment fell away, leaving her bare to him.