Romance in The Mansion
I reached the bedroom Mira’s lips were locked with a pretty girl, They were tangled on Mira’s unmade bed, legs intertwined, the heat between them building like a slow-burning fuse it's obvious seeing it.
Mira’s fingers threaded through the girl's dark curls, tugging gently to tilt her head back, exposing the slender column of her throat. She pressed open-mouthed kisses along the girl's jaw, down to the sensitive spot just below her ear that made the pretty girl gasp, a breathy sound that sent a shiver straight through Mira’s core.
It felt like I was watching a p**n show.