My words hung in the air, heavy with anticipation, each syllable tinged with an undeniable yearning. From the moment I first laid eyes on her, sprawled across that desk, bathed in the soft glow of her desk light, I've been consumed by the desire to kiss her, to feel the warmth of her lips against mine.
Watching Julia, I could sense the intensity of my own desire mirrored in her eyes, a silent acknowledgment of the magnetic pull between us. It was a moment suspended in time, charged with the raw energy of masculine longing.
Without hesitation, she leaned forward, her movements reflecting the urgency of our shared desire. There was a hunger in her eyes, a primal need that matched my own, as she closed the gap between us with a sense of inevitability.
The anticipation built with each passing second, fueling the fire that raged within me. And when our lips finally met in a soft, tentative embrace, it was like unleashing a storm of passion that had been brewing beneath the surface.
The kiss was a revelation, a testament to the depth of our connection and the intensity of our desire. In that fleeting moment, time stood still as we lost ourselves in the heat of our passion, each touch igniting a flame that threatened to consume us both.
As we finally pulled away, breathless and exhilarated, I felt a surge of emotion wash over me. Our shared promise hung in the air, a silent vow between two souls bound by desire and fueled by passion. And in that moment, I knew that this encounter with Julia was just the beginning of an unforgettable journey fueled by desire and guided by love.
"You know, I'm kind of hungry" she confessed.
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Night At The Library (Lost Souls #1)
RomanceJulie's been pulling all-nighters in the library, buried in her books. Then, one day, she nods off and wakes up to find herself face-to-face with a guy straight out of her romance novels-tall, athletic, with piercing blue eyes that practically jump...
