Kiss me 2.1
She draws me into a game where I lose every round, and yet, I want to play again.
The door opens with a breath. A slight mist invades the room, followed by her body: Jade.
Her body still damp, half-goddess, half-demon. Drops slide over her hips, her breasts, her stomach. She has tied a towel at her waist, but it covers nothing. On the contrary, it underlines. Accentuates. Drives crazy.