GELLER'S POV
I traced the outline of her face ever so gently. Sparks ignited the moment our skin touched. Slowly, I lowered my head, pressing my forehead against hers. The electricity and her scent were intoxicating, leaving me in a daze.
I brushed my lips gently against hers, slow and soft, lingering to savor the sweetness and warmth. With each passing second, I deepened the kiss, drawn in by the intoxicating heat of her mouth and the way her body fit so perfectly against mine.
I slid my tongue into her slightly parted lips, exploring and tasting every corner of her mouth.
She began to stir, her movements slow and hazy.
At first, it didn’t register what was happening. Then, suddenly, she stiffened beneath me, her hands pressing weakly against my chest. She didn’t pull away; instead,
