MERRIELYNN.
Cormac’s lips brushed against mine ever so soft.
So sweet.
Delicate.
Too delicate, and I froze in place, unsure if this was real.
The kiss was gentle—so much gentler than I ever imagined it could be. My mind struggled to catch up with what was happening, but my body already knew. It was well aware, with the way I found myself leaning into him, rising onto my toes to close the space between us.
Needing to close the space between us.
When his lips moved, I followed, feeling the warmth of his mouth and the sweet pull of the kiss.
Heat engulfed every inch of my body.
Sparks lit up along my skin, racing from my mouth all the way down to my fingertips. His lips parted mine, and I felt his tongue meet mine, tentative at first, then bolder.
His mouth parted mine expert
