After Christabel left the ward, Maxson touched his lips where her warmth still lingered. Yesterday, he was really annoyed with himself when he woke up to Christabel’s CPR efforts. He wanted to kiss her back but he was really injured this time. When he woke up this morning, all he could think of was her lips. He looked at her and all he could see was her plump, pink lips. He couldn’t shake it off. He must kiss her to regain that feeling of elation he had never felt before.
After they kissed, he wanted to press for a deeper kiss but he felt his hard on and knew that if he had pressed on, he would have lost control of himself. So he had to rub her cheeks and told her to get ready for her outing with his mum. He looked down at his erection with a scowl. He really wanted to prolong the kiss.
