Penelope pov
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My lips starts to feel numb,by our on going kisses as Steven's hands come over my breasts , kneading them gently
His touch feels like heaven
I gasp when he bites my lips and drags his tongue down till my neck all the way till my breasts
I feel my own breasts heavy with desire and erratic behaviour
My breathing getting hard
When I was on the flight back to New York, I felt different
Because nothing was getting better and every single thought of mine was so badly ruined by the reality
Sometimes I wish that lives should have been like a fiction
A escape from reality ,where there is a happy ending
My s*x dream about Stephenson had me in shivers ,even if I think about it now
But it doesn't make me feel cringe or ashamed
I want him
And I'm aware about
