Before she could react, Nathan Moore's handsome face pressed down, gently and delicately grinding against her lush lips.
The kiss, everlasting and intertwined, carried cautious care and joy as if they had been reunited after a long separation. The large hand on Titus Zane's back seemed to be restraining, the warmth from the palm permeating through the fabric of the business attire, heating up her back, and seemingly the heart that lay against it too started to burn.
Titus Zane's eyes widened in astonishment slowly closed, overwhelmed by the gentle care that made her forget to struggle.
As the kiss ended, Titus Zane's eyes became moist while Nathan Moore's dark eyes also dimmed, the emotions within clearly visible.
Raising his hand, he lightly patted her buttocks, but did not move away; his palm gently caressing, locked onto Titus Zane's watery eyes, he spoke, his voice husky, "I miss that unfathomable feeling."
