A Beautiful Day

When I parted my lips to let out a soft moan, he seized the opportunity to slip his tongue inside. Overwhelmed by the intensity of the kiss, I felt my resistance melting away. I clasped my hands around his neck and drew him in closer. As our lips continued to meld, Kieran’s breathing grew heavier. The flames within his gaze burned with an alarming intensity. His hand glided over my skin. My cheeks were flushed, my heart racing. It had been a long time for both of us. He practically tore off my panamas, discarding them on the floor. He planted a tender kiss on my nose, his hands cradling my face. I shivered as those hands moved below my collarbone, kneading, squeezing, tickling. Kieran chuckled, satisfied by my reaction. He left my lips to explore the curve of my neck, leaving a trail of kisses. As he pulled back to take off his own clothes, I admired his body. The man possessed an enviable physique—slim but well-built, with broad shoulders, a well-defined six-pack, a narrow waist, and