#Chapter79
Kisses-01
WESTLEY
MY HEART raced with anticipation of what he was about to do. I could not deny that I dreamed of kissing Clyve, and it was happening.
Clyve lowered his head and pressed his lips against mine. They were incredibly soft than any man I’d kissed before. I parted my lips as an invitation. I could feel Clyve was trying hard to take it slow as he was expecting that I would push him away.
But I would never damn try even I knew this was wrong.
I let him brush his lips against mine, teasing me, then I coaxed to kiss him, parting more to beckon.
A guttural groan slipped from his throat. His hand cupped the back of my head. He then thrust his tongue inside my mouth, swallowing the gasp from me as I was surprised to his bold move.
Heat erupted my skin, summoning the sensations that I had not been feeling for a long time.
