~ THALIA HACKENSEN'S POINT OF VIEW ~
A loud, nasty sound echoed around the room when he suddenly kissed my chest down to my bosom and flat abdomen. His hands stopped right below my chest and gently caressed it.
"Ahhh!" Out of nowhere, I moaned so loud enough to make him enthusiastic and alive. He was on top of me, kissed softly every part of my body.
"Take off your wedding dress, Thalia. I don't want to rip it off," he paused, held his breath away as he looked deeply into my eyes. It felt like thousands of butterflies lived in my stomach. "I told you not to bite your lip that way!"
He told me but he suddenly grabbed my head and kissed me harder. "Hmmm," I moaned, tried to push him away but he was too strong and persistent.
Drake unzipped my dress from behind as we kissed passionately and genuinely. It was easy for him as he succeeded, my back flaunted as it was wide opened.
