I sank to my knees when Storm drew me in for a kiss. I would die because of this man. Storm gently kissed me, his hand sliding down and gliding from my breasts to my waist, and then he pulled away. Storm was down at my feet when I got there, kissing me on the tummy and removing my grandmother's underwear, which I hated. Because all of my underwear is so revolting, I hoped he didn't have any prior experiences to compare it to.
When my pants hit the ground, Storm's head popped up to kiss me. A groan escaped my lips as my fingers stumbled upon his hair. My knees started to tremble as he continued to kiss my tender spot. He moved away as soon as they did. Storm picked me up while standing.
He carried me to his bed while holding me in his arms. Storm embraced me and knelt down to kiss me. He was looking at me when he pulled back to lay me on his bed. I made myself comfortable in his bed.
