The hands that were on her face, were now on her waist having her body increasingly pressed against the strong body of the one she loves so much. His hands that were close to his body, created lives and were on the back of the neck of that man lightly squeezing his hair and hearing his groans low between kisses, made her squeeze him and feel his hair between his fingers.
Wrapped in that atmosphere that exuded the love that the two feel for each other, suddenly Rose regaining reason, opens her eyes abruptly and pushes him.
Slamming his back into the chair behind him, Peter grimaces in pain. Rose takes her hands to her mouth and even shocked by what happened, she runs to Peter.
- Are you all right?
She runs her gaze all over her body and he looks at her tenderly even feeling pain in her
