Stella's POV
The kiss started soft and tentative but quickly deepened as his hand reached the small of my back, pulling me closer.
My shirt rustled as he pressed against me, the fabric bunching between us. His other hand slid up to cup my cheek, tilting my head for better access as our tongues danced together.
A small gasp escaped me when I felt his fingers gently press against the side of my breast through my clothes. The sensation shivered, making me lean into him even more. My hands gripped his hair, tugging slightly as I lost myself in the kiss.
His thumb brushed over the fabric of my tank top and bra, teasingly close but not quite touching skin. It was maddening and exhilarating all at once. I arched into him involuntarily, craving more of that electric contact.
He pulled back sl
