“Hug me, Ivan.”

At that moment, she took his breath away but her physical presence reminded him to breathe. He stared at her soft lips and slowly leaTed over the bed. The distance of their faces shorteTed as the bed sank a little under his weight.

And then… he kissed her.

She tasted of wine; it was like taking a sip of eternity, of the sun, of the stars, of the sky…

The touch of her lips filled his core with desire as if fire raged within his bones and as if his soul became water…

Their lips rubbed, gently. The feel of her lips… the softness… it melted him...