The kiss was long and passionate. It was clear that Royce had never been touched like this before, that she had never felt anything like this before.
Apollo’s hand cradled her neck holding her in place, desperate to keep her as near to him as he possibly could. He pulled away for only a second long enough to appraise her before going back in for more.
The kiss was a tempest, a whirlwind of emotions that consumed them both. Royce had never felt anything so intimate, so intense. Apollo, with his touch as gentle as a feather and his strength as unyielding as a mountain, held her captive in his embrace, his heart pounding in sync with hers. He pulled away briefly, his eyes scanning her face, a mixture of desire and tenderness in his gaze. Before she could react, he was back, their lips mee
