Ariana gasped for air as her hand caressed his face. Her nimble fingers entwined in his black hair and she drew him closer to her bosom. She undid his shirt, traced down along the lines of his abdominals, and pulled down his waistband.

In this moment, Ariana found herself immersed in a sea of fire, every inch of her skin burning with an intense desire. It seemed as though she would forever be lost in this fiery passion.

Her breaths came in rapid gasps, her heart feeling an insatiable void that couldn't be filled.

Uncertain of her surroundings, she weakly opened her eyes and, in a daze, saw what appeared to be Theodore's face.

It must be a dream, Ariana thought. Since it was a dream, she pondered, why not be a little bolder?