NELINA

Royce's fingers stopped giving pleasure to my clit, which made me open my eyes. What's wrong? I refused to voice out my question as I looked at him intently.

Royce kissed me, which I reciprocated with so much appetite while his fingers played on my clit again. We stayed savoring each other's lips and tongue, deepening our kiss, eyes closed. I loved to mess up his hair, massage his scalp, and grab his hair at times while kissing.

Royce slowly parted our lips, and we breathed each other's breath.

"Baby, my sweet baby," he said, gently rubbing a finger on my cheek. I replied with a smile as I...