Chapter 114

• The scent of his skin, the feel of his soft pink lips, his beard feeling the pressure of her chin, the warm exhale falling down her face like a warm shower. Their lips part, making way for their willing tongues to taste each other. The wetness on her lips is sweet and inviting.
• He put his hands on her back as he leaned over and tore her shirt off her, dropping its uselessness as a garment to the floor. His hands caressing the bare skin of her back and shoulders occasionally dipping down the front of her to cup and caress a breast.
• His fingers finding her breast and squeezing lightly before, with a suddenness that made her shriek into his hand, he began to crush her breast, letting his fingers dig painfully into her soft flesh as his knee pushed hard again.