He broke the kiss to inhale the air. His eyes went up to her. She was breathing heavily flabbergasted as if she had seen a ghost. Couldn't she feel anything like him? He tasted her cherry lips and felt the heaven while she was behaving like something horrible happened. He looked at her flushed face. She didn't dare to lock her eyes with him. His eyes fixed on her lips he wanted to taste once more, and he did. He claimed her lips without any mercy as if eating her lips he was hungry for days. It seemed like a forbidden fruit, but he wanted to taste it again and again.
He cupped her face with his hand and rubbed her lower lip in need. “So I am your Devil and you are my Angel?” His voice was rather than deep but sensuous.
Immediately, she repudiated shaking her head. “No, no you are not a
