Nala’s POV.
He suddenly takes a step back but then, he reaches for me again, his touch gentle yet insistent as he cups my face in his hands, his eyes searching mine for some sign of hesitation. But all I can see is the raw hunger burning in his gaze, a reflection of my own desires laid bare for him to see.
As his lips meet mine, a rush of warmth floods through my body, igniting a fire that seems to consume every inch of my being. His touch is electric, sending shivers down my spine.
I can feel the heat of his body pressing against mine, his heartbeat echoing in sync with mine as desire pulses between us. His lips moved with a fervent urgency, exploring every curve and contour of my mouth as if he is trying to memorize every detail. My fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him closer as I
