#CHAPTER 65: Desperation

Sarah POV After a few moments, he loosened his hold on me, but I whimpered in protest and clung tighter, desperately wanting his hands on me. It might have been the drug, the danger, the rescue, or just the incredible feel and smell of him in my arms. I didn’t care. I only knew I wanted him more than I had ever wanted or needed anything before. He had to understand that or I would die. “Zane,” I was muttering now. “Touch me. Please, please touch me.” “Let me see your eyes,” he said. “Sarah, open your eyes, please. Do that for me.” The light hurt, but I got my eyelids opened to look through my lashes at his gorgeous, perfect face. His bright blue eyes were dilated almost black with arousal, and I cheered inside, high on the knowledge of it. “I need you,” I whispered. “Oh, goddess. They’ve drugged you.” “I want you so much, have wanted you for weeks now, since the beginning, since I first saw you.” I reached to kiss him, but he pulled back. “No, kiss me, please. Be here w