Yeongjae's POV
Sora captured my lips again, and for a moment, the world narrowed down to nothing but her mouth on mine.
Warm.
Soft.
Addictive.
My hands came up to cradle her head, holding her there because I couldn't get enough. Every second felt stolen, precious, like if I loosened my grip, she might disappear.
But she had other plans.
She gently took my wrists, her fingers sliding between mine, intertwining them before guiding my hands above my head against the mattress. The shift in control sent a thrill straight through my spine.
Then her lips left mine.
I barely had time to protest before she began tracing kisses along my jaw, slow and deliberate, like she was mapping every inch of me. My breathing grew heavier with each touch, my chest rising and falling beneath her.
When her mouth reached the sensitive spot behind my ear, my whole body jerked.
A shiver exploded across my skin.
She noticed immediately.
