Oliver's kiss held more passion than Cece knew he was capable of. Every nerve in her body seemed to ignite as her lips were devoured by his own. Her mind lost all its clarity as her senses awakened, each and every feeling heightened to the extent that it almost begged her to lose control. His hands squeezed hers firmly; Cece chose to let go and allow him to show her how much he had missed her, the way she wanted him to.
His mouth worked with hers, moving in different ways as if he were testing what would get the best reaction from her. It was much like their very first kiss, but more precious to both of them. Despite their restricted position, Cece kissed him back eagerly, while feeling butterflies erupt from the very pit of her stomach and flutter their way through every part of her body. Yes, Cece thought, this feeling was very similar to their first kiss, but also very different.
