"I think you have something on your lips.."
Michael, whispered seductively, slamming his lips on her's..
Ignoring her gasps of suprise and the market people whispers..
Cupping her face, with his palms, he explore her sweet lips..
Giving in to the temptation of k*ssing her, untill her lips got swollen..
"What is he doing?"
Arianna wondered, as he grabbed her by her hair, pushing her head to his, while sucking her lips like a lolipop..
The more he k*ss her, the more she sees a certain blurry face of a handsome man, which is definitely not the guy interlocking his lips with her's now..
"Who are you?"
She heard a voice asked, and her eyes widen, as she recognized it as her's..
"Your husband.."
A manly enchanting voice, reply, sending exciting shivers down her spine..
"Really?
Then
