|Nieves|
The kiss started slow—tentative, almost teasing—like he was giving me the opportunity to stop, to pull away. But stopping was the last thing on my mind.
A deep hunger unfurled inside me, an undeniable ache that had been simmering for too long. My fingers curled against his chest, feeling the steady, reassuring rhythm of his heartbeat beneath my palms.
Kairos let out a low, rumbling growl, the sound vibrating through me as his arms tightened around my waist, pulling me flush against him. The warmth of his skin seeped into mine, and suddenly, slow wasn’t enough. I pressed closer, my hands sliding up, exploring the hard lines of his body, the heat radiating from him setting my own skin ablaze.
His lips parted against mine, the kiss deepening with an urgency that stole my breath.
