70
***CONNIE***
The kiss is passionate, intense, and all-consuming. I feel like I'm melting into his embrace, my lips parting to deepen the connection.
When we finally break apart to catch our breath, I'm left gasping for air. But I don't want it to end. I want more. I need more. So, I rush him, pressing my lips to his again, seeking another taste of the magic we've created.
This time, the kiss is even more fervent, our tongues entwining in a sensual dance. I feel like I'm drowning in the depths of his love, and I never want to surface. Banzi's arms wrap around me, pulling me closer, as we lose ourselves in the passion of the moment.
Time stands still as we kiss, the world around us fading away. All that's left is the two of us, lost in the intensity of our love.
It's hard to believe
