Chapitre 392: You have changed a lot.

The kiss was soft and tender, like a summer breeze rustling through leaves.

Abigail responded eagerly, her lips parting slightly as she felt Christopher's warm breath on her skin. She wrapped her small, delicate hands around the back of his neck, pulling him closer as they lost themselves in the moment.

They kissed softly, sweetly at first, then more urgently, her tongue fluttering against his. He had his hands on her hips and drew her closer to him, her breasts pressing against his chest. He thought he would never get enough of her.

If he could fold her inside him, he would do that. He would always keep her warm and safe with him.

Abigail's heart raced. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she knew he wanted her badly. Her body ached for his touch as much as he did.