The tension between Mira and me had reached its breaking point. Our words, fraught with longing and love, had led us to a precipice where there was no turning back. As we moved towards the bedroom of the cabin, our lips remained locked in a passionate embrace.
The soft glow of the cabin's dim lights bathed us in a warm, inviting ambiance. Mira's fingers traced a path along my jawline, igniting a trail of sensations that sent shivers down my spine. Her touch was gentle yet electric, a tantalizing reminder of the desires we had both kept hidden for so long.
Mira's lips left mine for a moment, and she whispered, "Austin, I need you." Her voice was filled with an urgent yearning, a plea that mirrored my own desires.
I pressed Mira's body against the bed as my lips overlapped with hers in a gentle kiss.
Mira blushed. Her silver eyes stared straight towards me with a look of shyness and anticipation, like an innocent girl longing for her sweetheart.
