A soft glow emanated from the flickering candles, casting a warm. You lay there, your eyes tracing Gaz's, with a mix of desire and anticipation. You leaned in closer, your breath gently caressing Gaz's skin.

Your lips parted slightly, a silent invitation that sent a shiver down my spine. With a tender touch, Gaz traced the outline of your jaw, feeling the rapid beat of your heart beneath in his fingertips. Slowly, he leaned in, your lips brushing against his in a delicate dance of longing.

Lost in the sensation of your lips against his, he whispered, a promise of the intimacy that was awaited. "Shut your eyes good for me, baby," Gaz murmured, his voice a soft plea that echoed with longing. And as you complied, the both of your connections deepened, each touch, each sigh, a testament to the love that bound you two together in that fleeting moment of ecstasy.