Ch 24
April Tel ford POV
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His little temptress
“Theo…?” My voice comes out as a bare whisper as I finally blink my eyes open, and he's staring me back!
Like he is looking for a treasure hidden behind my eyelids…
“I liked it when we almost kissed.
No, we did kiss. That was the real kiss, we felt it, right? But it wasn't enough. I wanted more.” I confess, honestly…
When I'm done I feel terrified of the confession, the truth it holds, but the moment feels enchanted.
He searches my eyes for truth, as he tries to lift me off him, but I just press myself to him, not wanting to let go off him.
Our waists are connected, and I feel like a puppet on him. He doesn't even need the strings, he can move me as per as his wishes. I am that flexible when it comes to him. And I didn't even
