His body stiffened when I pressed my lips against his as if he didn't see this coming. He recovered almost instantly, though, as he relaxed and parted my lips with his tongue. My fiance carefully crept his arm around my lean waist, pulling it closer against his masculine physique.
Strange, I thought. This softness and sweetness weren't what I had expected from a man like him. I thought he would be rough, but it felt gentle and reassuring.
It made this unexpected turn of events a bit... beautiful.
He hissed and reluctantly parted his lips from me, resting his forehead against mine while we inhaled each other's breath. My chest moved in and out heavily, heart pounding against my ribcage as if it wanted to break free.
"So... does this marriage has some hope?" I bit my lip, raising my brows while catching my breath.
