I JUST CAN'T GIVE YOU A KISS; I MUST TAKE CONTROL.

"I Just Can't Give You A Kiss; I Must Take Control!".

Britney's POV.

My eyes bore into his, conveying the depth of my emotions, while my hands tightened their grip on his, desperate to convey my urgency.

The world around us faded into insignificance as my plea hung in the air.

I felt a relentless ache within me, a burning need to taste the sweetness of his lips, to feel the electrifying connection that awaited us.

It was as if time had suspended, and all that mattered in that moment was the profound desire that coursed through my veins.

With every fibre of my being, I begged Noah to grant my request.

"Kiss me, Noah," I implored, my voice a whisper laced with vulnerability.

The intensity of my plea matched the fierce longing that welled up within me.

I was consumed by a mixture of emotions, passion, urgency, and a yearning for an intimacy that surpassed any logical reasoning.

At that moment, the world ceased to exist, and the force of my emotions propelled me forward.

I opened my