BLAKELY

I could see his growing maleness. And my longing for him started to kick in once more.

“I have to go, Blakely…” he murmured.

But there was the hint in his voice that he didn’t really want to go. And it made me rejoice inside.

‘He want me too...’

“Kiss me more, and I will let you go.” I mischievously tightened my grasp on his tie.

He gave in and claimed my lips in a hot, intense kiss. And I bet he wouldn’t have been able to let go if not for both of us, catching our breaths.

I let go of his tie and fixed it.

“Do you...