Lila’s POV
“Why?” was all he asked.
I reached up, pulling him down to kiss me. Our lips brushed together softly, a delicate sigh escaping me. Every time he touched me, it felt like something inside me unlocked. I was beginning to crave his taste the way a drowning girl might crave air.
Tobi slipped away to dispose of the condom, then returned and gathered me into his arms. We lay like that for what felt like an hour—his chest against my back, his breath warm against the nape of my neck. His fingers gently traced patterns along my hip and down my thigh, lulling me into a peaceful, blissful haze.
We didn’t speak at first. Just held each other. The air between us was quiet but charged, and the longer we lay there, the more aware I became of every inch of skin we shared. Eventually, his li
