Calder couldn't stop his mouth and tongue from wanting to taste and tease the sexy peak that was nestled between her teeth. "Calder please stop!" Syria cried as she grabbed his hair. Calder opened his mouth, allowing the breast to escape from his grasp. Syria started to breath heavily. "S-sorry." Calder said as he tried to calm down his heart.
"No." Syria said breathlessly as she shook her head no. "I, I just want to clear something up before I make my decision." She said as she fixed the white blouse of her dress. "Okay." Calder replied as he backed away and sat up. "You told me you have... have special feelings for me... but," Syria started as she averted her gaze and dropped it to her hands. "But?" Calder continued for her.
