Yden closed her eyes, dumbfounded for a moment. She had been touched by men, even in her most intimate part. But the feel of his lips on her forehead gave some kind of sensation that she had never felt before. It made her tremble in a good way.
She could feel the goosebumps in her entire body and the funny feeling on her cheeks through her ears that seemed burning.
'Maybe this is how love actually feels, and it's just like drinking the perfect cup of latte. A mixture of smooth and creamy that gave you the feeling of lightness. As well as a perfect balance of bitter and sweet, it felt so good. You can get addicted to it.' Yden thought.
Yden closed her eyes as John traced his lips to the bridge of her nose. She loved the way it felt on her skin, and she didn't want to miss every bit of it. It went down until his lips met hers.
