Naledi gasped at the sound of her name on his lips. She held him tighter her lips seeking his, even though she knew she should push him away. Any other woman would push him away for calling her by another woman’s name, but she couldn’t pretend that she wasn’t who she was and he wasn’t the man she wanted with all of her being. They were both those things, then why let this moment go to waste.
Naledi kissed him with all the pent up hunger she had buried within her for a year. Her lips glided over his, tracing every line with the flick of her tongue. A moan of pleasure welled up in her chest, vibrating through her. Naledi whined needing him closer – she needed to feel him, all of him. Anthony reluctantly pulled away as their kiss became heated.
They were still in a public place all.
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