Isabelle moaned as she felt Zeldoris’ hot lips on her. The taste of the brandy that he just sent flying to the wall couldn’t overcome the natural honey taste of his lips. The kiss was gentle yet needy. She could feel him pouring all his pain and guilt to it and she responded with equal passion. She needed him as much thinking maybe when she finally have him back, all the pain will go away. Maybe if she felt how much he loved her again she could finally find peace.
She felt him lift her up from the ground as their tongue and lips remained locked to each others’. He carrier her and placed her softly on the bar counter.
“Oh...” a moan escaped her lips when Zeldoris lips travelled down to her neck. This is it. Love me... she thought as she opened her legs for h
