"So this should be your problem." After saying this, the kiss deepened; not being fully satisfied, this was the only way to satiate the craving.
Charlotte is truly exquisite, so delicate that he didn't dare be too wild with her, fearing he might accidentally harm her; yet because she was so exquisite, she always made his blood race and rendered him unable to stop.
Thinking of this, his thin lips tenderly kissed her shoulder, gently and lovingly.
Her body carried a faint scent of roses, and Atlas kissed gently, as if caring for the most precious and beautiful flower in the world.
The slightest tactile sensation was enough to make Charlotte's body tremble, and the gentle force between the man's lips left her bewildered, as if she were dreaming. It is said that men with thin lips are often capricious.
Would he be?
Would he betray his own heart?
Just like this, sticking together on the couch, by the time they went downstairs, it was already past lunchtime.
