บท 167: The woman I love

He hoisted her up in the air and her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist while her arms encircled around his neck. One of his hands glided down her curvy waist before settling on her bottom while he grabbed the back of her neck with his other hand. 

Their lips parted slightly as they panted. He kissed the corner of her lips and she leaned closer to him, her teeth taking his bottom lips between them. A mischievous glint flashed in his eyes as his palm gave her perky bottom a soft squeeze. A gasp escaped her lips and he took the opportunity to get his tongue sneak inside her mouth. His lips sucked hers as he kissed her not so gently all the while. 

Her lips moved against his as her hand shifted, her fingers trailed down his muscular back. He kissed her like there was no tomorrow and she could feel herself melting in his arms. It was so comforting yet exhilarating to be kissed by him like that, like there was nothing that mattered to him other than her.