Linda
I shouldn’t be doing this.
We shouldn’t be doing this.
Or at least, that was what I thought. That was what my mind said. My heart…was telling me to do this.
As we were kissing, my body responded. My body had its own mind when it came to Alex. The b***h listened to him more than me.
But now I knew, I couldn’t deny it anymore.
I wanted him.
I wanted Alexander Browning.
His mouth never left me. He kept devouring me. Sensing his hands under my blouse, he pulled them up and threw them to the floor. He did the same with my sweats. He didn’t waste time and pressed his lips back on mine. Almost like he didn’t want to stop kissing me. His hands were everywhere, feeling my skin before they stopped on my boobs. Squeezing them like he wanted to own them – mark them. He released my bra
