It was like the world stopped. The kiss was soft at first, tentative, as though he were testing the waters. But it quickly deepened, the gentle press of his mouth giving way to a fierceness that made Raelynn's head spin. She responded instinctively, her hands moving to clutch the front of his shirt, pulling him closer. There was a spark in the air, heavy and electric, like something unspoken lingered between them.
Elion's hands moved too, one sliding to cup her cheek while the other rested lightly on her waist. His touch was firm but careful, as though he were afraid of breaking her. Raelynn's fingers tangled in his hair, her lips parting as his tongue brushed against hers. The kiss grew hungrier, more desperate, and Raelynn felt a warmth pooling in her chest that spread to every part of her body.
