Bianca stood up, her thoughts swirling after their unexpected kiss. "Do you feel disgusted with me now? Was I a poor kisser?" she hesitantly asked, trying to read Felix's reaction.
Felix pulled her closer, his voice low and intimate. "Will this revelation change anything?" he wondered, his arms gently enfolding her. Before she could respond, he claimed her lips once more. At first, it was a gentle peck, but it quickly intensified, each moment adding a new layer of passion for Bianca.
With every kiss, her heart raced, and her skin burned like fire. A soft moan escaped her lips involuntarily, a mix of surprise and desire. She questioned their actions, yet their tongues danced together, their connection deepening.
Bianca's hands found their way to Felix's shirt, her lips matching his intensity. After he pulled back, he left a tingly kiss on her nose. "Does this answer your query?" he asked, his gaze locked onto hers, both of them still catching their breath from the embrace.
Feeling overwhelmed, Bianca stepped back slightly, unsure of how to handle the situation. "I... I don't understand," she admitted, her hormones conflicting with her rational thoughts. She feared another encounter but yearned for it simultaneously.
Just as she was about to make her escape, Felix spoke, his words halting her retreat. "I've enjoyed our kisses, Bianca. I've been so focused on work that I didn't realize the impact. I wasn't sure how you'd react if I mentioned it that night. Why don't we stop analyzing and simply enjoy each other? If you want more, just give in to it," he confessed, leaving Bianca stunned by his honesty.
