Sarah's POVHe was kissing me, but not roughly or forcefully as I had expected him to do in such a situation, but in a sweet subtle way, as if the touch of our lips was a delicate dance, a graceful interplay of tenderness and passion.I had read somewhere that the beauty of the kiss lay not in its force or aggression, but in its gentleness and subtlety.At that moment, as our lips met, a symphony of emotions unfolded.The kiss was imbued with a profound sense of connection and intimacy. It began with a soft brush, a caress that sent a shiver down my spine. The pressure of his mouth moving against mine was so caressive, so knowing, yet so persuasive, that l I simply didn't have any defense against it.My mind didn't want this intimacy, but my body was reacting differently, and I was worried that he was also aware of how much my body was reacting to him.I tried to stop myself but was unable as my body was not following my mind's command and was giving him the response he demanded. He m
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