บท 2254: Ishida Rumi (2) *

I gently caressed her cheek as I whispered my affection for her in between our kisses. Rumi's eyes, which were usually so sharp and analytical, were now glazed over with passion.

As she recovered from the pleasure of her climax, Rumi's eyes remained locked onto mine as she expressed more of her love with each shaky breath she took. I felt the warmth of her love enveloping me, and it only made me want to cherish her more.