Mia's POV
Ivan's full lips brushed against mine. Oh, boy! His fresh musk and oak smell enamored me. That was the oddest yet most satisfying sensation I felt. I controlled with all my might a moan. It was as brief as a peck. But I was already feeling guilty for considering it as the most pleasurable kiss. It reminded me of our first kiss. I still regarded it as my best kiss. However, those memories had started fading over the years. And I was stunned how this peck could surpass all other kisses I had with all those other men?
I parted my lips, wanting to deepen the kiss. But I wanted Ivan to make a move. I was unsure if I would be able to control myself if I initiated it. My heart was beating loudly, while my knees were jelly. A strong arm rounded around my waist, and soon the grip tight
