She lay beneath the man, enduring his ravishing.
Fingers interlocked, her entire body felt electrified, as if his kiss was depriving her brain of oxygen.
It seemed as though all the air around them had been drawn away.
He refused to stop, his large hands increased in force, their fingers remained entwined, and she felt his warmth transmit onto her, making her feel heated...
*
The next day.
Eva Nightingale woke up with her lips slightly swollen.
Last night, she had fallen asleep being kissed by him.
Last night, they had kissed again, savoring the scent of this man, which was so delightful.
Last night, although their kiss was so intimate, they didn't take it further.
It turns out kissing... is so...
Ahem.
She shook her head, trying not to think about it.
Though last night she slept very comfortably, it was a bit warm, as he was always close to her. Eva glanced sideways at him, who seemed to still be asleep, his even breathing sounding at her ear.
