Gin
He kisses me again, but this time I let him. This time I couldn't stop him, my body craved it so badly. I've never had someone have such an effect on me. The way his every touch births a want for more. The way hearing his voice speak my name builds a sweet heat between my thighs.
It was well into the midnight hour, and I couldn't bring myself to tell him to leave. Truthfully, I didn't want him too.
I observe as he watches the television with his arms crossed over his stomach, till his eyes meet mine with an arched brow.
"Is there a reason you're staring at me Gin?"
I feel as a peachy blush burns across my neck and cheeks as I prepare myself for what I'm about to ask.
"U..ummm..Would you mind...maybe...staying over?"
He smirks down at me and rests his giant hand on my cheek ligh
