Henry lifted up her chin and moved their face closer...
Their noses and foreheads were pressed together. Lucinda closed her eyes in anticipation..
Now both of their lips were a centimeter away from touching….
Henry's lips brushed with Lucinda's and when he felt the softness of her lips, he too closed his eyes...
Letting the flower bouquet fall on the ground, his hand hold the back of her neck to press their lips together more.
Lucinda felt a chill ran down her spine when Henry's cold lips touched hers. But the coldness soon replaced by hotness, that was illuminating from their body when Henry bit her lips, forcing her to open her teeth and pushing his tongue in.
When Henry's hot tongue slid inside her mouth and played with her tongue, Lucinda widened her eyes and clutched onto Henry's shirt tightly...
