Chapter 13: Take it off
"Can I?" Zevian’s soft voice, almost a whisper, brought Evelyn back to reality. Her heart fluttered, realizing he was asking for permission, a mix of anxiety and anticipation tightening her chest. She nodded slightly, averting her eyes to hide her blush.
Zevian’s eyes flickered with hesitation as he held her cheek, the soft caress of his thumb sending a chill down Evelyn’s spine. As much as he wanted to kiss her, he didn’t want to rush the process. Taking things slowly and claiming her only when she was absolutely ready sounded rational. But the moment demanded it, and he decided to give a light peck.
Summoning his courage, Zevian leaned in and captured her lips. Evelyn’s breath hitched, a surge of electricity radiating through her, spreading from her lips to every corner of her body. Her eyes instinctively fluttered shut, and without thinking, she leaned closer and kissed him back.
Zevian’s eyes widened slightly in surprise, and the last shred of his rationality broke loose at her response. He deepened the kiss, his hand wrapping around her waist to pull her closer. His movements were slow and deliberate, teasing her with light pecks and nibbling on her lower lip.
Evelyn moaned softly, each touch sending a shiver down her spine. The sweet taste of his lips, the intoxicating scent of him, the way his touch set her skin ablaze—everything felt nostalgic, and all she cared about was not stopping at that moment.
The kiss that started as a sweet, gentle exploration grew more fervent and passionate. Zevian’s hand moved to cradle her head, angling her perfectly to deepen their connection further. Evelyn responded with equal intensity, her fingers threading through his hair, pulling him even closer. Their hearts pounded in sync, longing and suppressed desire overwhelming their senses, and they surrendered, melting into each other’s arms.
After a few precious seconds, when they were both breathless, they pulled back slightly, their foreheads still resting against each other. Evelyn’s eyes fluttered open, meeting Zevian’s midnight-black gaze. There was a mix of surprise and something deeper in his eyes, something that mirrored the emotions swirling within her.
A flush crept up Evelyn’s cheeks, her heart still racing as she tried to process what had just happened. What she had just done!
"You are crazy, Evelyn!" she cursed in her head, her mind unable to focus on anything but the sweet sensation of his lips.