Chapter30: I want you

Leila forgot how to breathe. She forgot how to be Leila. Her husband was kissing her. His lips were pressed to hers and his tongue was seeking entry into her lips. She moaned and his tongue slid into her mouth. A sound barrelled out of her lips when he lifted her off the seat to his lap, he swallowed that sound too and continued kissing her. His groan snapped her out of her trance, she palmed his face and kissed him back with a foreign urgency. Her fingers slid into his hair, she tugged on it from the roots, loving and loving the sound of approval he made. He tasted like wine mixed with chocolate. She loved it. His lips were officially her favourite part of him. They broke apart for air and his hand lowered to her back. The pad of his fingers brushed her open skin and she arched her back in response to his touch. Her body ached for more of him. Their foreheads touched, her fingers caressed her swollen lips and he chuckled. His lips were swollen too so it made them even. Desire clouded