As our lips part, Liam looks at me with a newfound intensity. He traces my lips with his thumb before leaning in and kissing me again. This time, the kiss is deeper, more passionate, as if a dam has burst between us.

I run my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer to me. He tastes like wine and warmth, and I can feel the tension between us build with each passing moment. Even before I feel his hands roam my body, I can already feel him hardening against me, and it’s only making my desire ignite in response.

So, I moan softly into his mouth, especially when his hands...