Having recalled the words spoken to Georgina that were meant for Candace, Candace was impaired by her lust for him. Whatever anger, jealousy, or other negative feeling was cast in his direction had been abandoned as his arms pulled her into him. The connection of their bodies after so much time had allowed both of them to feel as if this had been the first time. The fresh fervor of an old touch resignated with them both as Zane took one hand behind her head to support her and the other around her waist to keep her against him.
“God, I’ve missed you…” Zane spoke to Candace between kisses as she nodded, pulling him back against her body until his lips fell to her neck, possessing her exposed skin with his warm and yearning tongue. A moan left her throat, vibrating his French kiss, and maki
