The pen fell to the floor with a light thup, rolling slowly across the polished surface. The ticking of the clock suddenly sounded much louder in the quiet room as Icarus froze at the suddenness of the kiss.
She kissed him hard, pushing her tongue into his mouth and intertwining it with hers, even though his remained unmoving—he had not expected such a bold move from her at all. Usually, he initiated their kisses, but this was the first time she had, and heavens… this was different.
Her soft, cherry-sweet lips sucked sharply on his lower lip, as if trying to speak some unknown words through the kiss, as if fire had been thrown into her veins. His grey pupils tightened before enlarging, a flicker of shock flashing through them.
And just when he was about to kiss back, finally breaking from the trance—
Oriana pulled away.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she turned her back to him, her eyes not meeting his even though his had been fixed on hers.
"Undress me."
