"Wifey… I want you now. Make love to me."
Tristan said those words with so much yearning in his voice. His eyes were begging. The love and desire could be seen in those hazel orbs.
Zhen-Zhen didn't have the heart to refuse him. They would be separated from each other and this was how they wanted to console their troubled selves: by making love.
Zhen-Zhen turned around to face Tristan. She gave him permission by nodding her head with a gentle smile on her face.
Tristan immediately cupped her face and claimed her lips, kissing her with fervent need. He kissed her fiercely as he could feel the longing in his heart.
He wanted to tell her through this kiss how much he would miss her once they got separated for a while. His heart was filled with burning desire as he savored this moment with her.
