"Please. Me too..." she whispered, her voice barely audible, her eyes filled with desire.
His lips met hers, and they kissed deeply, passionately, the intensity growing with each passing second. She could feel his tongue exploring her mouth, the taste of him was intoxicating—warm, with a hint of something she couldn't place, almost like a promise of more. The pressure of his lips against hers sent waves of heat coursing through her body, the sensation electric, spreading through every nerve. She responded with equal fervor, her mouth opening wider, their tongues meeting and teasing. She sucked on his lower lip, her teeth grazing it, then releasing it slowly, savoring the way his breath hitched in response. Their tongues tangled once more, both seeking to assert control, as if they wanted to absorb each other entirely.
