My Mafia Princess: Stepping Into a Man's World
I boldly state; not waiting for her answer, I start moving my lips breath by breath closer to hers.
"I...you...we can't..." she can barely utter, as my lips are but an eye wink away from hers.
The moment our lips touch, the world vanishes in an instant. Her lips are softer than I ever imagined, and she tastes even sweeter than heaven. My lips are firm against hers, but the kiss remains soft, gentle, and slow. We hold it for a few seconds before our lips begin to move in perfect sync. My eyes fall closed, and all I could feel was her. Her warmth, her touch, her being. It is agony, knowing that this was the first, last, and only time that we could experience this.
Bab Populer