Her fingers traveled to the side to brush his soft cheeks, Mira still amazed at how clear and soft his skin was. Her thumb trailed down his cheek to his jaw, then her index finger slid down his throat, past his Adam’s Apple and to his chest.
Mira blushed a little.
Kalmin was wearing a really low cut tank, which exposed a part of his chest. If she wanted to, she could move it an inch and see a n****e.
God, was she thirteen?
Mira pulled her hands away and stared at his chest for a while. He was built. Muscular. Not too beefy, but not a stick either. He was kind of perfect. God-like body. He was f*****g Adonis. 10/10.
Fucking hell, the s**t she would do to him.
Mira blushed harder.
Maybe in a porno she’d sit in his lap and kiss him awake. And other stuff.
The thought of dominat
