Chapter 120: Getting Sarkon Back

"You don't know what you do to me… Maria…" The deep voice whispered into her ear like silk feathered across her skin. How was it that he could make her feel so much with just his voice? She wanted his steamy lips and sensual fingers all over her, every bump and ridge. She wanted to be tickled by his warm, rapid breathing and coarse grooves of his fingertips. Oh, God… she wanted him so much. "Make love to me, Sarkon," she heard her voice in a faint whisper. She almost couldn't recognize it. How brazen did she get? A grin spread across her lips as her fingers splayed across those hard abs, feeling the tightness of his leathery, fair skin, marveling at the muscles twitching beneath her touch like bubbles popping in excitement. "Maria, my angel…" his voice was strained. "You're so delicate." He combed his fingers through her luscious red curls until halfway down the back of her head, then tugged at them gently, stretching her neck into a mesmerizing