(Disclaimer: This chapter contains R-18 scenes. If you're not comfortable reading them, feel free to skip this chapter.)
"You're beautiful, Aila."
"T-Thank you."
As their clothes fell down from their bodies, William and Aila stared at each other for a half a minute, before sharing a passionate kiss.
She was no longer ignorant to what a real kiss was because they had already kissed each other countless times over the past few weeks. That was all they did, and nothing else. Aila knew that William had been holding back because he thought that she wasn't ready.
However, since he was about to leave her, Aila gathered all of her courage to visit him, so they could share a memorable night together.
It was then when she felt the silver-haired teenager's right hand that was resting on her waist, slowly moved upwards. This sensual action sent shivers down her spine, fueling something inside her that she had never felt before.
