"Let me show you how much I'm better than Zaya," Carmen whispered, her voice filled with a mix of challenge and longing. The words sent a shiver down my spine, igniting a fire within me that I couldn't ignore.
Her lips descended upon mine once more, this time with a fervor that took my breath away. She kissed me deeply, her tongue dancing with mine in a rhythm that felt both familiar and exhilarating. I couldn't help but respond, my hands clutching at her shirt, pulling her closer.
Carmen's hands roamed over my body, her touch both gentle and insistent. She slid her hand under my shirt, her fingers grazing my skin, sending sparks of electricity through me. I moaned softly, arching into her touch, my body craving more.
She pulled back for a moment, her eyes locking with mine. "You're so beautiful, Elena," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. Her words were like a balm to my soul, soothing and stirring me all at once.