Feeling extremely pleased with her decision to stay, Long Fei leaned over to kiss her lips again.
These days, he found that he was addicted to the feeling of kissing her lips.
Her lips were soft and sweet. Just like the cherries from her grandfather's orchard. Her scent was all that he could inhale. It was intoxicating him.
Once he lowered his head to kiss her, it would be harder for him to pull away. He found that he was getting greedier. As he continued to kiss her, a familiar need surfaced. But, Long Fei forced himself to push that urge away.
After kissing her for a long time, Long Fei finally slow down before he stopped.
Long Fei rested his forehead against hers. His eyes were looking at her slightly parted lips. They were a little swollen and inviting.
He wanted to kiss her again but worry that he would not be unable to control himself.
