𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝑰𝒏 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 37

The air between us felt thick with unspoken words as I stood there, torn between my lingering doubts and the undeniable pull I felt toward him. Nico's gaze, warm and inviting, searched mine, as if he could see through every facade I'd carefully built.

"Please, Sophia," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down my spine. "Let me hold you again."

It was the simple sincerity in his voice that broke through my hesitation. Memories flooded my mind-intimate moments we'd shared, laughter that filled the silence, the way he'd held me through the darkest times. In that instant, all my reservations slipped away, replaced by an aching desire that I hadn't allowed myself to feel in far too long.

"Okay," I finally breathed, a mix of vulnerability and longing flooding my senses. "I'll come home with you."

The relief that washed over Nico's face was palpable, and in that moment, it felt as if all the years of distance and heartache faded away. He stepped closer, wrapping his arms around my waist, drawing me into the warmth of his body. His lips brushed against mine-gentle at first, testing the waters, then deepening as our chemistry ignited like a spark.

As the kiss deepened, everything else fell away. The lingering tension from the day, the uncertainty of our future, it all dissipated for a moment as I melted into him. The world outside became a distant memory, and all that mattered was the connection we were reigniting, the passion that had simmered beneath the surface for so long.

He pulled back, just enough to look into my eyes, his expression earnest. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, filled with a mixture of hope and vulnerability.

"Are you sure you want me to answer that question? " I replied, my heart racing with anticipation.

With that, he captured my lips again, and I surrendered to the warmth of his embrace. His hands slid down to my waist, lifting me effortlessly off my feet and pressing me against the wall. The cool surface contrasted sharply with the heat radiating between us. I wrapped my legs around him instinctively, pulling him closer, feeling the undeniable need for him.

His kisses traveled from my lips down my neck, igniting my skin with each gentle touch. I gasped, leaning my head back to allow him better access, every nerve ending alive with sensation. "Nico," I breathed, feeling lost in the moment, in him. "I've missed this."

"Me too," he murmured against my skin, his voice low and raw. "I've missed you so damn much."

He stepped back for a moment, just enough to search my face, his expression a blend of passion and longing. "Are you ready?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.

I nodded, my heart racing. I felt more alive than I had in years, the thrill of vulnerability mingling with the promise of intimacy. He took my hand and led me deeper into the dim room, our bodies moving in sync as if we'd never been apart.

Once inside, he closed the door softly behind us, the sound echoing in the silence of the room. With a flick of his wrist, he turned on a soft lamp, casting a warm glow that danced across the walls, illuminating the space and creating an intimate atmosphere.

He stepped closer, his fingers brushing against my cheek, tilting my head up to meet his gaze. "You're beautiful," he whispered, his eyes dark with desire.

Before I could respond, he kissed me again, and this time, it was electric. I felt every part of me awaken as he pressed his body against mine, the weight of him anchoring me in a way I hadn't realized I craved. I tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss as my body ignited with heat.

As the kiss lingered, I could feel his hands exploring my sides, inching lower until they found the hem of my dress. He hesitated, searching my eyes for permission. I nodded, my breath hitching in anticipation, and he slipped the fabric up over my hips, revealing my bare skin.