Dameon kisses me so tenderly as I let him pull me close to his body. The water of the bath also felt just as hot as him, making me envision myself being wrapped in a very warm embrace.
I loved the way he kissed me recently. I know I shouldn't, but at times I craved it. The guilt of cheating and wanting to feel the warmth of another pricks against my heart— it made me feel like a bad person, like I shouldn't be loved by anyone.
I knew Dameon just fancied the way our body came together. I knew that well enough from how rough and forceful he is whenever we have sex. I should distance ourselves— but how?
"Dameon... more..." I sighed, nuzzling against his cheek as he locks those cool steel eyes on me— making my body shiver to the core.
Every time our lips meet, I begin to melt just a little more from how warm and good it felt. When he hugs and makes love to me gently— I feel a shred of his warmth which makes me unable to push him away.
