perfect ceo
As their lips met, the world around them melted away, leaving only the gentle caress of their kiss. It was a slow, sweet burn, like the first tender flames of a winter fire.
But just as she tried to pull away, he wrapped his arms around her, drawing her close with a gentle yet insistent pressure. His hands roamed over her back, sending shivers down her spine as he slowly peeled off her singlet.
The ice block she had been holding slipped from her fingers, landing with a soft thud on her breast. The cold was a shock, making her gasp and try to pull away, but he held her fast, his lips never leaving hers.
As the chill seeped into her skin, she tried to squirm free, but he was relentless, his hands slipping beneath her clothes to warm her chilled flesh. His fingers brushed against her skin, sending sparks flying through her veins like fireflies on a summer night.
And yet, even as she tried to push him away, she couldn't help but feel drawn to him, like a moth to a flame. His touch was a slow, sweet torture, melting her resistance like ice in the spring sun.
but then someone was behind the door of the room 'sucy are you here'