"You said we'd do this at home," Brandan whispered with a soft laugh by her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe, causing her face to blush uncontrollably. For some reason, this particular kiss felt overwhelmingly shy.
This sensation made her heart race; she wasn't new to kissing him, but this time it inexplicably excited her.
She felt her face heating up, her heartbeat seemed out of rhythm. Her eyes couldn't help but close, her eyelashes trembling slightly with unease.
...
Brandan gazed down at her face. From this close distance, he could see her finely trembling eyelashes.
He felt her fingers clutching at the fabric of his shirt, that helpless demeanor inexplicably stirring something within him. He greatly enjoyed having her in his embrace.
He deliberately gave a gentle lick inside her mouth, and soon, the hand clutching his shirt began to tremble. Tears seemed to glisten on her lashes, her sensitivity making it difficult for him to maintain control.
