"Just one kiss?" The man raised an eyebrow, his tense and handsome face softening slightly.
The woman breathed against his cheek, her soft body pressed tightly against his chest. As she spoke, she was deliberately or inadvertently brushing against him. Liam Yancey, who had been yearning for a month, felt his body stirring, nearly unable to control himself.
But fearing to hurt her, he forcibly suppressed his desire for her, yet the intense longing exuded from his tense and tall body was still very evident.
Tara Summer, having been with him for so long, how could she not feel it? She pursed her lips and smiled, knowing that if she teased him a little more, the man would surrender his defenses and agree to whatever she asked.
"Alright, two kisses." She pulled his head down and gave him a kiss on the corner of his mouth and cheek, then smiled as she pulled away.
