Celine
Nestled in Helio’s arms, I let the world around me fade away, my body melting into his warmth. His hands cup my face gently, his touch grounding me as his forehead rests against mine. A soft hum escapes my lips, a quiet acknowledgment of the comfort his presence provides. My body feels weightless, like I’ve transcended the physical, existing in a haze of pleasure and exhaustion.
He shifts slightly, his lips brushing against mine in a kiss so tender it makes my heart ache. I respond instinctively, my mouth parting, allowing my tongue to meet his. The intimate connection deepens as his tongue strokes along mine, the sensation sending a soft moan tumbling from my lips.
Unable to help myself, I press closer to him, needing more of his warmth, his touch, his presence. But just as quic
