The Trap Of Ace
With his thumb brushing just beneath my lower lip, his mouth danced with mine into a slow magical synch.
This time it wasn't an urgent, possessive and demanding kiss. This time, it was a sweet, slow yet passionate touch of affection. And it had my heart race to miles just like his punishing kisses did.
Pulling away, I gasped for breath, placing my head against his cheek. "I-it's just a friendly date, you remember that, right?"
"I didn't know you kiss your friends."
My face turned hot as I hid myself into his chest, causing him to chuckle.