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Valor suggested leaning in closer to her face. Freya stared back at him, and then leaned in, kissing him softly on his lips. Valor ran one hand through her long hair, using the other to hold her back. Freya responded, leaning deeper into the kiss and running her hand along his thigh. As their kiss became deeper, Valor felt his lust for her take over his body, overwhelming him with passion. He playfully nibbled her lip, before taking her deeper and pushing his body against hers.

"What are you doing?" "Sssshhh—" his thumb lands perfectly on my bottom lip, making them shiver. "You better use these pretty lips to moan for me, not to question" My heartbeats increase rapidly. I part my lips to utter something again but get interrupted by his hot mouth crashing over mine. His palms wrap gently around my cheeks to prevent me from moving away from the kiss. He plunges his tongue deep inside my mouth, probing for approval as I part my lips wider to let him in with all my needs. He strokes his tongue into my mouth passionately, giving rise to my longing. The kiss is soft and gentle, unlike all the kisses we shared after meeting for years. I don't know what makes him kiss me s

I flinched when he grabbed my jaw. "Stubborn,” Trizhor whispered before kissing me, I didn’t stop him, I know what my punishment will be. "Aww,” I groaned in pain when he bit my lower lip angrily. I was stunned when he grabbed my nape to deepened the kiss. He’s obsess with this! I couldn’t even move a muscle to stop him. I also love this feeling of being with him, it makes me feel comfortable when he's around. He held my waist to guide me so that I would not fall down, I couldn’t even match on his height even if he’s bending over.

CHAPTER 30: The Snake Inside Vincenzo’s Pov I just stood there after the kiss. It was so stupid. I kissed her in that dark hallway. I shouldn't have done that. I'm the Don, i don’t just kiss people whenever I feel like it. I’m the boss of everything but she was right there, and she looked so mad at me for showing her off at the party. I liked that she was mad. She didn’t look scared at all. She just looked angry. I pulled away and left fast before I did anything else totally dumb.

“Do you want it to be?” He didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed me. It wasn’t hungry. It wasn’t desperate. It was deliberate. It said everything he couldn’t say in words. I kissed back slowly, letting the question melt. When we broke apart, neither of us moved. He was the first to speak. “That felt... right.” I nodded. “It did.” He bit his lip. “So?” “So?” I echoed. He leaned back, tucking his head under moonlight. “So... what is this then? Casual, serious, somewhere in between?”

I whispered as I leaned closer to grab her lips into a kiss. *************

This kiss blew that kiss out of the water. This was a waterfall kiss. His lips were firm and confident, his tongue tasting and caressing like he couldn't get enough of my taste. I moaned softly, whimpering at his sensual touch that was driving me wild. I'd never been kissed like this before. Finally, I was getting to kiss Leo. My Leo, the man I had loved for years. And here was the proof that he cared for me right back. My hand caressed his jaw, feeling the end of day stubble that rasped against my lips. I loved how masculine and strong he was.

He then moved his lips towards her ear as his whispers echoed their unspoken promises. Ameera responded with a pull of his collar, enticing him to come closer. Their lips met once again, this time the kiss deepened and was filled with an unspoken passion. It was slow and rhythmic, an exploration of feelings that were pushed aside during their daily lives. The intensity of the kiss left them breathless, eliciting soft gasps as they sought air.

Is it by kissing? -------

he whispered as he hovered just above her lips, his breath mingling with hers. “I know,” she whispered back, smiling. He didn’t respond with words. Instead, he crushed his mouth to hers—hot, deep, and possessive. His tongue tangled with hers, his hands sliding over her arms to pin them above her head. The kiss wasn’t gentle. It was a declaration. A claim. A promise of everything he was about to do to her.