ROMAN'S POV
The night was still, and the bedside lamp threw a soft amber light over the room while casting gentle shadows to curve the outline of her body lying on the opulent rug. Her chestnut hair spilled around her and played contrasts against the ivory rug beneath her. Her eyes, the color of a tempestuous, were locked in mine, her lips parted just enough to draw her agonizingly heavy breath against my mouth.
I found myself lost, exhilarated yet entrapped, by the ****** perfume that hung deliciously in the air. I felt her warmth radiating from across the distance set before us as I inched closer, cradling her face in my hands. "Your beauty mesmerizes me," I murmured. Our eyes were glued as I softly kissed her lips, tracing their honeyed imprint in a prolonged caress. She began to mo
