Third-Person Narrative.
Her breath hinged as he pulled his face closer to hers, it was crazy how she wanted him so close and yet so far away at the same time.
Even though her heart kept repeating how wrong it was to be attracted to her stepbrother, she couldn't stop herself from having his lips on hers.
It was magical the moment their lips touched again, goosebumps beaded her skin as he slowly kissed her, exploring her mouth with his gentle tongue.
With her eyes closed she let him explore as she too found herself enjoying the exchange of pure passion between them.
But after a few seconds had passed, Fiona's senses seemed to return from wherever it had gone and she quietly pulled away from him.
“I should probably be heading home,” she said and Ethan didn't argue as he slowly nodde
