As she pulled away, he pushed her hair from her shoulder, leaving his hand cupping the back of her neck. The warmth of his hand and the energy he emitted moved down her spine. She closed her eyes in pleasure. She felt his mouth move on hers, asking. Her lips parted in answer. Their lips melted into one another; their tongues explored. The tingling quickly changed to a pulse. He slowly pulled back.
“Look,” he whispered and gently turned her head with his hand.
The grotto had come alive. Stones and crystals embedded in the walls glowed as they hadn’t before. The water seemed to vibrate, tiny sparks dancing across the surface. Little balls of mist floated above the surface, like faeries in flight.
“What? How? I don’t understand.” She looked at his now deep blue eyes, the desire molten in them.
“It’s us. We did that.”
THE SHOPPE OF SPELLS by Shanon Grey
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