Anastasia’s POV
"L-lewis." I felt him slowly wrap me in his arms.
"I thought you were tired?"
He didn't speak but rather buried his face on my neck.
"I miss you."
He slowly lies me on the soft mattress and kisses me again on my lips. I didn't know how he pulled out my shirt and jeans. Then slowly his kisses went down to my neck.
I gulped. I could hardly catch my breath and my heart was beating so fast.
I can't stop myself from moaning too, because the pleasure of those kisses makes me arouse and come out of my senses.
"L-lewis, please." I couldn't stop myself. The pleasure was so overwhelming. He was now wandering between my two mountains, kissing them alternately with pure passion.
Then slowly going down there.
"S-stop." F*CK did I say stop? When do I feel otherwise?
"Do you wa
