Stepping inside, he leaned in for a kiss, his voice husky, “I want to hear you say you want to be with me."

He pressed his lips against her soft skin.

Starting from her pointed chin, Dylan trailed kisses along her cheeks, up to her straight nose before finally pressing his lips to hers.

Meanwhile, his hands slipped under the shirt she wore.

Olivia didn't resist his advances, instead, she held onto his neck as he gently removed her underwear. Her voice, soft and tinged with rare tenderness, posed a question to him, "And what about you, Dylan? Do you want to be with me? Are you really ready?"