Arriana gasped when Axel kissed her lips impetuously. She felt a mixture of anger and excitement as he kissed her. And she knew that he was angry because he proved that she could seduce him even when he wasn’t drunk.
Arriana willingly took off her top while her lips connected with the young man’s. She was able to remove her clothes easily because they were buttoned. Axel almost used up his strength in the kiss. She didn’t think he was more aggressive when he hadn’t been drinking. If they weren’t both out of breath, he wouldn’t have let go of her lips.
Arriana did not lose to kiss and feel the young man’s body. She pushed him to lay down on the bed, and she was on top of him. She preceded with a kiss on his neck as her right hand felt freely along his muscular shoulder, towards his hard chest. This is exactly the body that was formed in her imagination before. If it wasn’t for someone like Axel, she would just face San Pedro as a virgin.
“Fuck! Calm down, Arriana.” Axel was breathles
