- The Silent Treatment
Unlatching her azure eyes, Seraphina witnessed those grey eyes were already on her, where the fear was still evident in his inebriated gaze.
She pushed herself forward a bit and kissed him. She was laying beneath him, on his bed. Their bodies had no barrier of clothes or distance.
He immediately kissed her back and took the charge. Seraphina could clearly feel and taste that he was intoxicated but she didn't stop him because she trusted him enough that he wouldn't hurt her even in his intoxication.
A soft moan escaped from her mouth, when he started teasing her wet core with his hardened girth.
His kiss was dominating whereas his actions were possessive but in reality, she knew he was restless, the restlessness of losing her which he didn't want, no matter what.
