Chapter 3: Rising Action
"Débora," I whispered, my voice barely above a whisper. I could feel her heartbeat, pulsating against my fingertips as my other hand continued its journey along the contours of her body. Débora's breathing deepened, and she responded by pushing back against my fingers. The gasp that escaped her lips was music to my ears, and I knew that I had ignited a flicker of desire within her.
"What are you doing?" Débora murmured, her voice barely audible as if she was half-asleep.