Leading down, I pressed my lips upon her as softly and lovingly as possible, relieving the stress by smoothness but when she arched her back.

Pulling my hairs, the gentle kiss turned into a ferociously strained one of passionate emotions, deepening the kiss, I connected my heartbeats with hers, pulling away abruptly to get some air.

“If.. that’s your darkest desire…” I began to say out of breath, moving down to her neck, kissing it.

Earning a moan from her, gripping my hand securely to the extent of digging nails just to suppress the feeling.

“Then what’s the fear when…”

I finally stopped at her lips again, completing my sentence...