As Charlotte pressed her lips against Sebastian's, their mouths merged in perfect harmony.
His eyes drifted shut, his senses heightened, as he savored the gentle, curious pressure of her lips. Instinctively, he softened his own lips, inviting her deeper. The shock of her initiation still lingered as his mind raced with the implications. He couldn't believe she was kissing him, that she was boldly claiming this intimate moment. His thoughts swirled with longing, his heart aching with desire. He wanted her, needed her, but the cruel irony was that he couldn't have her..
As they began to kiss, they both tilted their heads slightly to the side, allowing their mouths to align and their tongues to meet.
Sebastian's tongue made the first gentle foray, tracing the seam of Charlotte's lips with tender exploration. Her tongue responded, meeting his in a delicate, exploratory dance.
