"W-w-where w-w-we l-l-left off?!" Ariana said as her voice turned to a higher pitched tone on the last word. Cayden chuckled as he raised his hand and brushed a few locks away from her face. His hand then slid down her cheek gently before stopping on her chin. He held her gaze with his own. "I don't think I," Cayden started to say as he leaned in and kissed her lips.
Ariana let out a moan. Cayden intensified his kiss as the hand that held her chin found its way to the back of her head. Ariana matched his pace and found herself slipping her own hands under his shirt. Cayden's flesh felt hot under her touch. Cayden pulled his lips away and started to breath heavily as he stared at Ariana's face.
