Chapter 57

Benson felt her soft lips intertwined in his. He loved it. It was like he was becoming aware of life in a different way. He calmed and savored every moment he habitually neglected in the past. He was like a baby growing up and experiencing things for the first time except he wasn't.

Everything Alita does, everything about her cuts deeper than the surface.

She took him tenderly as they kissed. It was deeper than just their lips touching, it was thousands of words spoken in tiny fractures of time. Her tongue searched his. He was willing to be found. It took longer than he had expected as Alita let her longing for him, the same that he had for her, overtake her. She let it all loose on him and he was overwhelmed.

An amazing trait of Benson is that he always thinks ahead of time, so in the heat of their passionate kissing, her let down the front seats until they were lying flat.

Alita smiled amidst kissing him and immediately left her seat and pushed him down to cross her legs over him