Alfredo’s POV
“I would not get a kiss before you leave?”
I turned to see Sheila standing behind me. She wore a lacy dress that made her look like a goddess, sending sparkles around the room.
“If you never got a kiss. Who do you think would moisten mine?” I asked as I walked next to her. Six months had run past like a smoke in the wind.
She smiled as she walked next to me, wrapping her hands around my neck. It was a wonder we had no kids running around our house with the time we had spent around each other.
“Well, these lips are waiting for yours,” she said as she lowered her head, dropping it on my lips so that it aroused me.
My hands wrapped around her waist at that moment, pulling her closer to me as she sucked the air out of me. Our tongues wrapping and unwrapping in our mouths.
