"Mhmm..." A small moan escaped from Mathew's mouth when Nadia pulled her head away.
Her cheeks were blushed, her eyes filled with passion. And her hands kept on caressing Mathew's cheeks.
"That didn't feel bad at all," Nadia commented in a tiny voice, only to lean forward again.
Her mouth pressed against Mathew's, filling his head with only one sensation he could think about.
'They are warm,' Mathew thought, melting under the gentle embrace of the girl's lips.
With only the cold walls and floor to his back and bottom and the warmth of Nadia's body above, Mathew's body couldn't decide whether to get too hot or too cold.
"Everything will be okay," Nadia muttered silently, her face close enough for her lips to brush against Mathew's as she moved them. "I promise," Nadia leaned in, this time planting her kisses over Mat's cheek. "Mkay?"
"Nadia..." Mathew spoke out, only to sap all his strength with this single word.
