Roseline's POV
"I want caramel."
I moved my hand up to give him the caramel I was holding.
"From your lips."
His eyes darkened as he stared deeply at the corners of my lips, which were smeared by my fingers.
No!
"That you stole from me," he added.
I can see the desire flickering in his eyes, an ominous hunger that both terrifies and intrigues me.
Then, without any warning, his hand moved up and his fingers reached out to me, his fingertips brushing against my lips. A jolt of electricity courses through my veins, sending shivers cascading down my spine. My breath catches in my throat as my skin prickles with anticipation.
My eyes widened, and my senses heightened as I felt his touch. It's as if a current of energy passes between us, an invisible connection that defies explanation. I struggled to maintain my composure, my heart pounding in her chest.
It was the first time he had touched me and I was already melting under him.
I can't let him control my body.
His touch lingers, his thumb
