Everything went slow gesture as his left hand held the back of my nap while his right hand had a firm grip on both my hands which was placed just above his chest. He led the kiss furiously like a punishing kiss.

I tasted something salty in my mouth then I realized it was my own tears. For all those years I had built a wall to protect my dignity but it was broken apart in a second because of him. I hate it when I become weak, especially, in front of him.

He didn't break the kiss yet and I don't think he will stop anytime soon. It seems...