I looked at him without flinching or gasping in surprise but inside me was a storm swirling, dying to catch Azazel in its thunder and make him see the passion he ignited inside me.
I stepped forward in his space, crossing the distance between both our bodies while tilting my head up to look into his eyes,
"A kiss?"
A small smile came on his face before he slid his arm in my waist and pulled me closer to himself,
"Yes. A kiss."
His fingers danced upon my skin gently. Giving soft swipes of his long fingers in long strokes, leaving fiery sensations on my skin.
"So a kiss is enough?" Tilting my head to the side I slid my hand on the waistband of his pant, tracing the edge teasingly to give him a taste of his own mischievousness, "Nothing more, right? a small peck on the lips?"
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