✨Yuri✨
Angel's light orbs turned a darker shade of brown, staring straight at me. She was biting her lip, an action I find too much intoxicatingly arousing.
With the back of my right hand, I traced her cheeks, her breath was hitching, as if she ran the perimeter again.
"Will you?" I repeat.
"No" ever so stubborn. That's my girl.
Dipping my head, once again, I tasted her sweet mouth. Her hands rest on my chest, restraining without strength. A moan escaped her mouth when I forced my tongue inside hers. Her hands then fisted my shirt, pulling me closer as humanly possible.
Our lips locked, our tongue duel for dominance. I can feel her walls crumbling again for me. Her hands snaked on the back of my neck, tugging my locks roughly in a very sensual way. It hurt my scalp but then again it was a good kind of pain.
