SWEET SPOT
He cupped my face with both hands, his thumbs gently stroking my cheeks as if I were something delicate.
This time, when he kissed me, it was slower and softer. His lips brushed mine once, twice, teasingly, before settling fully. I tried to follow his lead like he said, moving my mouth timidly against his. He hummed in approval, the low sound vibrating through me and sending a shiver down my spine.
“That’s it,” he murmured against my lips between gentle kisses. “Just like that… relax, baby.”