Yuri did not reply. Instead, he fervently kissed Rosetta’s lips, almost roughly. That earned him a louder moan from her, which was sexier than ever. Right now, there was only one thing on his mind. Make her happy.
“Moy tsvetochek…” He went on in an undertone, breathing heavily as he kept kissing her soft lips.
She thought her lips would get bruised by Yuri’s impassioned kiss, but she had no care at all. She loved it no matter how he kissed her. It was always sweet, and it became addictive to her.
Now, she barely realized she was lying on her back, with Yuri on top of her, supporting his weight by his elbows. But that did not stop him from caressing her now bare breasts, as her night shirt was pushed up above her chest. She wriggled herself free of it, shyness flying out of the window an
