Hugs And Kisses Novels & Stories

The kiss was a perfect blend of urgency and tenderness like he was pouring every ounce of his love into that moment. Hari’s lips moved against mine, tasting me with a passion that made my knees weak. I clung to him, letting myself drown in the warmth of his embrace, in the intensity of his desire. “Hari,” I called his name as I felt his lips brushing around my neck, while his hand found its way to my breasts, gently massaging it.