Syna became red, flustered and redder while Sinclair was peeking at her, taking the sight as a delight. Although Syna took the initiative to do something romantic but was not aware that she would be facing a beast, who was trying hard to tame his restless desires.
"Gaze into my darkened eyes; see a naked city in back alleys under a cloudy sky; strawberry kisses to thy neck; cherished grasps as thy hips move; lust and love mix; steam escapes through bronzed curtains; on my wild and cold streets;"
Sinclair held her from the waist and pulled her closer as the swiveled chair crept close to him with a creaking sound, which left Syna completely off guard.
Their bodies came closer where he could feel her heartbeat getting faster as their heads were only a few inches apart, their warm breaths fanned each other's faces, Syna could feel hers becoming raspy as every single cell in her tingled under his assault.
