"Japanese beauty really is one of a kind," Ross whispered, his voice low and husky as he leaned in close, their breaths mingling.
"T-That's…" Ren tried to respond, but her words were cut short as Ross claimed her lips in a deep, commanding kiss.
"Hmm…"
Ren froze for a moment, her heart racing wildly, but instinct soon took over.
She kissed him back, her earlier hesitation melting away under the weight of his presence.
This wasn't her first kiss, yet it was unlike any she'd experienced before—exciting, consuming, and undeniably real.
Every nerve in her body seemed to come alive under Ross's touch.
His scent overwhelmed her—clean, strong, and utterly masculine.
Even his breath, so fresh and warm, sent tingles across her senses, making her knees weak.
Her eyes fluttered shut as if by instinct, allowing her to focus entirely on the sensations flooding her body.