Bab 348: Playing games

He rolled his hair to the sky and sighed, "I am already struggling," he whispered, placing his hands over her knees and slouching closer.

Roselyn held back the laugh, "please focus!" she complained to his negligency as he closed her eyes not to stare at her.

She leaned even closer, now she was the one struggling to kiss him. 

Roselyn scratched with her long nails through his arms, giving him chills and relaxing him.

With her other hand, she kept brushing his hair and as she leaned forward she felt his breath slightly getting heavier.

He opened his eyes and Roselyn leaned forward almost touching his lips, her gaze down to admire his beautiful silky lips. Almost as close as to feel each other's breathes on each other's lips.