Unsafe

Their lips met in a fervent dance, a combination of longing and desire that sent shivers down their spines.

The world around them faded into obscurity as the intensity of the moment enveloped them.

With a tender urgency, Storm's hand cupped her cheek, his fingers gently tracing the contours of the side of her neck.

In that electric exchange, time seemed to slow, each heartbeat echoing amidst the chaos that surrounded them.

Ellie's fingers found solace in the tousled strands of his hair, pulling him closer as if to bridge any remaining distance. This wasn't her first kiss. She had kissed and had been kissed many times in her last relationship, but none felt this electrifying.

The few times Storm's lips and tongue had made contact with her skin, it had felt so good that she wondered what his kiss would feel like.

And damn he didn't disappoint because this felt even more intense than she had imagined.