Chapter 59

• Rebecca
• I caught a glimpse of a mischievous smirk playing on his lips before he descended, capturing mine in a gentle embrace. My breath hitched in my throat as his soft touch brushed against me, and a sigh escaped me involuntarily.
• Artemy skillfully maneuvered his tongue against my lips, patiently coaxing me to open up. With unhurried determination, he exerted a gentle pressure, and I gasped, granting him access. Our tongues delicately intertwined, each caress a slow dance that seemed to savor every fleeting moment.