And who knew what more they would have given into for the sake of an unimaginable experiment.
For science.
For safety.
For whatever flimsy pretense they could cling to in order to deny the lust that had taken over the senses of people who should've known better than to swallow each other's gasps.
Because who would have an answer to whatever drowned their common sense and left only the heat of mouths that could not stop finding each other.
Gasps were swallowed, groans were muffled, and the sound of wet, greedy kisses filled the air.
Kael and Riley were locked in a haze of wanton abandon. Their lips clung together again and again, even when breath demanded they part. And still, they cheated—breaking just enough to draw ragged air between their teeth, noses brushing, the corners of their mouths still touching. As if even a fraction of distance might snap the fragile illusion they had crafted, might force them to face what this was.
