The air was filled with desire, an intense feeling of lust and hunger. Penelope and Jayden were lost in each other's warmth, kissing and caressing each other like it was the one thing they've wanted most in life.
Penelope's hands were everywhere, tracing the line of Jayden's jaw, delving into his hair, pulling him deeper into the kiss until he felt dizzy with the need for air. Her mouth was a revelation, tasting of secrets and unspoken promises, her tongue a velvet tease that ignited every nerve ending.
Jayden, still new to this fervent passion, responded with an instinctive hunger, his hands gripping her waist, pulling her closer until no space remained between them. He could feel the soft, yielding curve of her hips against his, the warmth of her thighs brushing his, and the sheer silk of her nightgown, now impossibly thin, seemed to melt against her skin, offering tantalizing glimpses of the treasures beneath.
