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Kendell pulled her closer, his breath warm against her ear. "We're going to have to break the ice sooner or later," he murmured, his voice low and inviting.
"Eek—!" Syndel squeaked as he scooped her into his arms, her heart racing from the sudden movement. He gently laid her back on the bed, his gaze never wavering from hers.
Her chest rose and fell, her breaths quickening as her body betrayed her nerves. Her eyes shimmered, and she felt a heat blooming in her core, spreading through her limbs. Kendell climbed onto the bed, his movements slow and deliberate, as if savoring every second. With one smooth motion, he pulled his shirt over his head, baring his toned chest.
Butterflies fluttered wildly in her stomach as his fingertips brushed her arm. His touch lingered, igniting a trail of warmth that made her squirm.
He leaned in close, starting with a soft kiss on her forehead. Then another at her temple. Then her cheek. His lips trailed a path, leaving her breathless. Each kiss was slower, deeper than the last. Her hands instinctively gripped the fabric of the sheets as his lips explored her.
"Haah—" Her breath caught, and she struggled to form words. Kendell pulled back slightly, his dark eyes searching hers, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
"So… you wanna do this?" he asked, his voice a husky whisper. His confidence made her pulse quicken, yet his gaze held a question, seeking her permission.
Syndel's lips parted, her cheeks flushed as she nodded—just barely. Her answer was silent but certain. Kendell leaned down, capturing her lips in a kiss that melted away every doubt. His arms slid around her, drawing her deeper into his embrace.
Her body softened against him as his kisses deepened, his hands tracing slow, deliberate lines along her sides. He paused, studying her expression, and she met his eyes with a gaze that had shifted—an intensity that mirrored his own.
His fingers brushed the hem of her shirt, lifting it with a gentle pull. As the cool air kissed her skin, his lips followed, tracing a teasing line from her navel to her collarbone. She shivered beneath him, her breaths growing shallow and quick, each one filling the room like music.
"Haah… Haah… Kendell…" she whispered, her voice barely audible. Her hands found their way to his back, clinging to him as though he were the only thing tethering her to reality.
He smiled against her skin, his lips pressing soft, lingering kisses as his hands explored further. Syndel's trembling fingers worked at the clasp of her bra, her nerves mingling with a thrill she couldn't deny. When the fabric finally gave way, she leaned back, surrendering to the heat of his touch and the fire sparking between them.