"Kiss me. If you kiss me, all of my pains would disappear," Arissa claimed, but with all hope.
Nicklaus blinked at her claim and immediately he felt weak. Does she know the gravity of what's she's requestimg? How would a kiss heal her when a kiss killed his father and destroyed his life?
Calming his rage with a deep inhale, he asked again, to be sure he heard well, "I should kiss you?"
Arissa pouted her lips and nodded but this time, reluctantly as she sensed his hesitation, "Yes a kiss. I want you to kiss me," she demanded softly.
Nicklaus's frown deepened.
He doesn't know if it was the alcohol or if it was his wife talking. His eyes moved to her lips and he felt awakened as the fire spread in his eyes, drawing him into her while he fought his hardest not to pounce on her.
She was so fucking cute, sexy, alluring, innocent, and dangerous all at the same time with each word and action of hers.
But still, "I can't kiss you," he stated.
