His lip on her neck felt cold and great at the same time, her eyes closed voluntarily as she bit her lower lip to prevent her from moaning.
He kissed or should I say feast on her neck like his life depend on it.
"Sir" Mirabel finally let out a moan, he stopped kissing her and she felt his breath on the place he has just kissed her.
She wanted more of it, she can't state the exact reason but she want him to countinue kissing her, it from great and she just want the feeling to countinue.
As if he read her thought, he gave her ear a bite and she held him closer. He raised his head to stare at her eyes.
Why is he addicted to her? What is so special about her? Why is it that he can't get enough of her?
He slam his lips on her's and kissed her hungrily, she reciprocate too. Their tounge ba
