Intimacy
Risha POV His kisses were needy. I started to kiss him the same way, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulled him closer to me. Suddenly he pulled back. He was looking shocked by his own action. “I-I-I a-am I am s-so-sorry. I am sorry,” he stammered in nervousness. He looked cute when he is nervous. I cupped his face with both of my hands. “Don't be,” my voice came out in a whisper. Then something came to my mind. “Let’s go,” I grabbed his collar and dragged him to our room. He was confused with my behavior but eventually gave in. When we went into the room, I pushed him to the bed and hopped on top of him. What’s more, I squeezed my lips on him once more. I bit his lower lip requesting a passageway and he gave me. He folded his hand over my midriff and pulled me nearer to him. He sta
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