Declaration of desire

Maybe time stopped when his lips met hers, but the flutter only intensified. Ivi's heart pounding in her chest as her knees got weaker. She could only focus on how soft he felt against her mouth, how addictively he invaded all over her senses.

It still wasn't clear if she dreamed this moment to life, but there was raw emotions in the way his fingers curled around hers. Roman kept his eyes half open, sneaking a guilty peak at her Everytime he came back for air just to make sure this wasn't a product of his imagination.

He was sure nature rooted for this moment, his mind didn't trick him into a perfect present, every breath he took smelled like olive, and for the first time since he'd known himself he didn't feel lust.. if anything, the warm feeling of her breath although destabilizing was inviting.