Chapitre 135: You Won't Be Deprived

Zyair was frozen in time, too stunned to move. Did she just willingly kiss his forehead? As her lips parted from his skin, this longing to put them back coiled inside of him. His hand shifted and touched the area she had just kissed with such affection.

No one had ever kissed him like that. He was supposed to be the giver, taking care of his clients, providing them pleasure. The kisses he received were of lust, of their own cravings he was supposed to fill and satisfy.

Only she could kiss him like that, make his heart flutter like a tiny bird's wings.

"Am I dreaming? Or did you just kiss my forehead?" He asked, blinking several times at her.

"You did it too today. This was my reward for being so amazing to me." Skyla held onto his face, her hands still resting on it.

"You know what I want to do right now?" The mischief in his voice made Skyla's skin tingle and she tried to extract her hands to escape him. But he captured them and grinned.