"You're so beautiful." Oliver whispered. He ran his thumb, softly caressing her cheek. Rivers of desire ran down Blossom's spine. The moonlight reflected on Oliver's face. She shivered deliciously as his eyes gazed upon hers with such smoldering intensity, that it made her toes curl.
"My lips burn to meet yours." He said in a low shaky breath. His voice sounded husky in the night air. Blossom felt her cheeks flush.
"Kiss me." Blossom whispered. Her breath came in short gasps.
"Please."
He brought his face closer to hers, slowly, until their lips were mere inches apart. An unamed feeling like an electric buzz passed through them, as they gazed into each other's eyes. Blossom felt her pulse quicken and her heart pound with fierce anticipation of what to come.
His lips touched hers softly, then with a burning intensity that stoked a fire within her, and radiated shivery darts of pleasure at his touch....