"Wait," she whispered, her voice barely audibles amidst the rush of emotions coursing through her. "W... We shouldn't..."
Her words trailed off as his touch ignited a fire within her that she struggled to contain. The intensity of his gaze bore into hers.
With a soft gasp, she yielded, her lips parting under the fervent pressure of his kiss. Their breaths mingled in a dance of shared passion.
"We can't," she murmured against his mouth, each syllable laced with longing and conflict. Her hands trembled as they tentatively explored the contours of his chest, fingers tracing patterns over fabric as if seeking solace in the storm of sensations.