_Chapter 11: Sparks_
Maya's lips still tingled from the kiss, but she couldn't shake the feeling that Chase was holding back. She wanted more, needed more.
As they sat together on the couch, Maya leaned in closer, her body almost touching Chase's. She could feel the heat emanating from him, and it only fueled her desire.
Chase's eyes locked onto hers, and for a moment, they just stared at each other, the tension between them crackling like electricity. Maya's heart skipped a beat as Chase's gaze dropped to her lips, his eyes burning with intensity.
Then, without warning, Chase's hands were in her hair, his lips crashing down on hers in a fierce, passionate kiss. Maya felt like she was being consumed by him, like he was devouring her whole.
As they kissed, Chase pulled her closer, his arms wrapping around her like a vice. Maya felt like she was melting into his embrace, like she was becoming one with him.
"I love the way you make me feel, Maya," Chase whispered, his lips tracing her jawline. "Like I'm home."
Maya's heart fluttered at his words. "I feel it too, Chase," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "Like I'm exactly where I'm meant to be."
As they broke apart for air, Chase's eyes blazed with intensity. "I want you, Maya," he growled, his voice low and husky. "I need you."
Maya's heart raced as she smiled, feeling like she was falling into the abyss. "I want you too, Chase," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.
And with that, they were lost in the flames of their passion, their love burning brighter with every kiss...