[ WARNING: THE CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY ADULT SCENES WHICH MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS. KINDLY SKIP IT IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE. AND FOR ALL BESHARAM READERS LIKE ME, YOU ARE WELCOME.]
She didn't get to complete it before he sealed her mouth with his.
Yeah! This was how she was asking him to shut her up.
He broke the kiss and softly caressed her face.
He couldn't even fathom what he would have done if he had lost her in the mudslide.
He used his fingertip to push the loose pieces of her hair back, and then he caressed her face along her forehead, the shape of her eyebrows, over her eyes, down her nose, all the way to her lips. He traced the outline of them, even softer than he had traced the lines of her face.
His eyes became even more intense, lowering, almost studying the shape of her lips as though he was memorizing each minute detail that came together to form the whole.
