Faye's POV
"Are you trying to help me, babe?" Leander pressed against me, his words muffled.
I nodded in confusion. Why did I even kiss him? I just wanted him to spit out that damn ice cube!
Leander cupped my face, looking down at me. We were too close, close enough for me to see the texture of his skin, his eyelashes fluttering like dragonflies, partly covering his mischievous gaze.
"Good girl," he said gently.
And then he kissed me again.
I parted my lips, and his tongue slid into my mouth, sucking on it. He really loved kissing! His lips softly enveloped mine, sucking lightly or heavily, emitting faint, seductive sounds.
Persistent and clingy.
When the lips had enough, it was time for tongues.
His tongue explored from mine to the root, occasionally curling up to lightly touch m
