CHAPTER 136
"Do you love him more than me?" Lyndon asked and pinned her on the bed, creating distance between their bodies, he rolled to be at her top and caged her to his arms, beneath him. He leveled their faces and peered at each other's eyes. "Or you love me more?" He breathed heavily, heart pumping, his heart was screaming to him to stop this torture he was orchestrating himself. He gulped and waited for her answer, he could see that she was having a hard time to answer so he tilted his head and kissed her, lovingly, he took her arms and wrapped them around his neck.
Because it wasn't a simple kiss, she replied to his intensity, which calmed his system and banged his heart at the same time. He cussed at his head and pressed her delicate body on his, he held her waist with one arm. He mashed him to her soft lips as his hand was pushing the back of her head.
