"Stop... someone might catch us," Viana whispered, her words interrupted by Kevin's lips grazing her slender, flawless neck, eliciting a soft moan. She attempted to push him away, her hand lacking the strength to resist due to the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body.
Kevin's hands, initially on her body, acted contrarily, pulling her closer by the waist, causing her to press against him. Despite her futile attempts to push him away, her hands seemed powerless but annoying. So, he seized them, pinning them against the wooden wall, surprising her slightly, evident in the sudden increase in her breathing, as she looked at him.
Her golden-purple eyes resembled precious coins, a mesmerizing masterpiece capable of securing kingdoms with just a single glance, no effort required. Filled with concern, they fixated on Kevin as her parted, moist lips formed a worried plea, "Stop, Kevin. I'm not in the mood..."