Piercing the Charade

The ambiguous atmosphere led Kaelen to lose control slightly. He wrapped his arm around Rosalind's delicate waist while his other hand cupped the back of her head, kissing her with increasing fervor.

Rosalind's oxygen supply dwindled as Kaelen's lips almost claimed it all, her hands weakly resting on his shoulders, completely surrendering to the kiss.

Only when her spine sank into the soft cushion