Camelia's mouth had a lot to say, but it all escaped her mind when she felt the pressure of those soft lips against her.
This was the softest and gentlest of all the kisses Camelia had experienced.
Zayne cared not to press his boundaries and ensure Camelia was comfortable.
She had never been treated like this before, making her heart beat faster inside her chest. It made her feel treasured and loved at the same time.
'But this is not enough! I know what Zayne is doing to me, but this is far from enough for me. I need him to be his usual self when kissing me.'
Somehow, Layal preferred the forceful and dark kisses Zayne gave her over this gentle one.
It did not feel like him, and Camelia thought she had to do something about it. She reached out to grab Zayne's collar before she pulled him for a harsh kiss.
Her tongue warped around Zayne's, and for the first time during their encounter, Camelia took the lead to show what she wanted.
