Rebirth: 100 Days Before Doomsday-Chapter 207: Giving In To Desire (I)

Warning: Mature content in the chapter

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Grace felt the wall solid at her back as Dr. Kian pressed himself harder against her. This time, she was able to feel more than just the hardness of his body. She was also able to feel a certain part of his body that was pressing against the underside of her thigh.

It felt - hard... and huge.

Her legs were still wrapped tightly around his waist as he held her effortlessly. His grip on her was firm but reverent. His lips moved over hers in a way that made her feel cherished yet claimed all at once.

This wasn’t just about longing... this was a collision, an inevitable crash between two people who had been dancing around this moment for far too long.

Dr. Kian’s hands continued to explore her. It traced up her sides, and his thumbs brushed against the curve of her waist before gliding beneath the hem of her sweater. His touch was fire and restraint, teasing the sensitive skin just above her hips as if memorizing every inch of her.

A shiver ran through her at the contact, forcing a soft moan to slip past her lips.

He pulled away slightly, but their lips were barely apart, his breath mingling with hers. His ocean-blue eyes were even darker now, and the weight of his desire was evident in the way he looked at her.

"Are you sure?" he whispered. His voice was husky, rough with restraint.

Grace swallowed, aware of how her own heart was hammering in the confinement of her chest. She knew exactly what she wanted without needing to think about it. It was one of those rare moments where she had never felt more certain of anything in her life.

Instead of answering with words, she decided to let her action speak. She moved.

Her hands slipped under his shirt, feeling the warmth of his taut muscles, and the steady rise and fall of his breath beneath her fingertips. Slowly, and deliberately, she started unbuttoning his shirt before pushing it down his shoulders, revealing the chiseled lines of his torso.

Though he was on the lean side, he still possessed a body that was honed by years of discipline and training. Having it bare to her, she couldn’t help but admire it, running her fingers down his chest.

Dr. Kian let out a soft breath, as if her touch alone held the power to undo him.

His hands found the hem of her sweater next, but his fingers lingered just long enough to give her a chance to stop him.

She didn’t.

She wanted this... wanted him.

He didn’t need any further confirmation. With one smooth motion, he pulled her shirt over her head, and tossed it aside before his hands returned to her. They once again began tracing the curve of her back, fingers splaying against bare skin as he pulled her closer, deeper, more completely into him.

Grace let out a quiet gasp at the sensation of skin against skin. The heat between them became almost unbearable yet intoxicating.

His lips returned to hers, but this time the kiss was slower, deeper, more intense. It wasn’t just hunger, but a promise, a surrender, a silent declaration that there would be no more walls between them.

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His kisses trailed down the column of her throat, forcing anothe moan past her slightly parted lips. His mouth was hot and possessive as he traced the delicate skin with his tongue, yearning to hear more of the sweet noises she waa making.

Grace arched into him, and her fingers tangled in his hair, silently encouragement for him to keep going.

And he listened.

His lips moved lower, pressing kisses along her collarbone before trailing down. He tasted her, teased her, mapping a path across her body as if he had all the time in the world.

Every kiss, every touch, every slow, deliberate movement sent heat curling in her stomach. It was a slow burn that kept spreading too fast, too deep, too consuming.

Dr. Kian groaned against her skin. His control was fraying with every passing second.

"Grace…" he murmured her name like a prayer, reverent yet filled with need.

In response, she finally lowered her legs and climbed down. Taking hold of his hand, she started pulling him in the direction of her bedroom, and he followed after her silently.

The moment they were inside, she locked the door and led him toward the bed. She tugged him closer and her nails scraped against his back as she pulled him down with her, their bodies pressing into the softness of the mattress.

She could feel every inch of him, the tension in his muscles, the way he held himself back even though she could tell he was barely hanging on.

She didn’t want him to hold back.

"I want you," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly as it was raw with emotion, need, and also certainty.

Dr. Kian sucked in a sharp breath. He had wanted her for so long, had dreamed of this moment, and now that it was here…

Leaning down, he kissed her once again - harder this time, as if to burn the moment into his soul.

Their breaths mingled as they got lost in the passionate kiss. A haze of heat and desire wrapped itself around them like a second skin.

Dr. Kian kissed her with fervor, and a deep growl rumbled from his chest. She felt his fingers brushing her hair away from her shoulder before slipping under the strap of her bra and pulling it down.

Grace inhaled sharply but didn’t stop him. She watched as he pulled back and dragged the second strap down as well. They stared at each other for a moment before he leaned in again, but instead of kissing her lips, his mouth landed on her now bare shoulder.

Her body responded to his touch instantly, it almost felt like he was making her come to life, as if it had been starved for him. Her heart raced and her breaths came in short gasps. She dug her fingers into the soft sheets under her as if they were the only thing grounding her in the whirlwind of sensations that he was creating.