Chapter 157

Kathleen I don’t know anymore. All I know is that I want this temptation—this pleasure. I had kissed him first—I thought he would refuse it since he didn’t respond. Just when I was about to pull away when I felt his hand grasp the back of my head, pulling me to her as he had responded to my kisses before I could succeed in pulling away. His kiss were soft at first, and it had already made my breath hitched and I could feel my dopamine rising—my pheromones risings. He then pressed me back gently until my legs struck the bed before I could even notice as we keep on eating each other’s faces with the same ferocity as if we were a hungry beasts that had been starved for a long time as I fell into the mattress. The sheets rustled beneath us, the candlelight that serves as our light had painted the room into a warm undertone—but we couldn’t careless about it. All we could think was how to extinguish the heat in our body. My fingers gently traced the outline of his face as we keep on kissing