Rose
Our lips meet.
We start off slow, only getting to know each other's feelings through the kiss; immediately making me forget about the entire world and only on him. Who?
Elis or Elia?
Elis.
My heart beats at a steady pace as I tilt my head for a better access to his lips before he starts to deepen the kiss, wrapping his arms around my waist and placing me on the kitchen counter—letting me wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
There are no space in between our bodies and for some reason, it seems like we've been craving this. We've been trying to reject our emotions and l**t towards each other; unfortunately, it leads us here.
My body weakens seconds after he starts to pull my body closer by the waist, immediately making me lean forward towards him—disrupting my brea
