Her lips were soft against his.
He longed for more. To feel her more. He deepened the kiss.
Lucien licked her lips tentatively. She parted her lips, allowing him to taste her more.
She let out a soft moan that made his heart beat faster.
Lucien broke the kiss. His breathing was ragged but so was hers. They were breathing hard. They forgot to breathe properly while kissing.
Euphemia smiled at Lucien.
Lucien grabbed her arm and hugged Euphemia, her face on his chest, and his hand against her back.
"I'm so happy," Lucien said.
"Really? Then why did we stop?" Euphemia teased.
"I . . . am finding it hard to control myself," Lucien said, stroking her hair.
"What do you mean?" Euphemia asked.
Lucien stood up from Euphemia's bed. He still had a dazed look in his eyes. He touched his lips slowly, still in disbelief that they had actually kissed just a few moments ago.
"Luci?" Euphemia asked.
