As the kiss deepened, their breaths mingled, and the heat between them grew. Theodore's hands began to move with more purpose now, his touch caressing her body in a way that sent sparks of electricity through her.
Bella arched into his touch, her own hands wandering across his body, desperate to feel the heat of his skin, to connect with him on every level. The intensity of their connection made her feel as if she were dissolving into him, losing herself in the overwhelming tide of emotions that surged between them.
Each kiss sent a wave of warmth coursing through her, pooling low in her belly and spreading out to her limbs, leaving her light-headed and breathless as if she were intoxicated by the sheer force of their love.
With a low growl of impatience, Theodore's hands moved to the fastenings of her dress, his fingers working quickly to undo the buttons. Each brush of his hand against her skin sent shivers down her spine, heightening the anticipation.
