LAYLA
I look at this handsome man standing in front of me and I realized that I want him with every last fiber in my being. He has these humble eyes that are looking at me and then he tells me that we need to talk about the kiss. I do not feel like talking at all. All I want to do is rip his shirt off and feast my eyes on that body of his.
I can not stop myself from taking a seat next to him and his eyes follow me wherever I go. Then, without realizing what I am doing I say in a seductive voice.
"What would you like to say about the kiss?"
I can see him starting to breathe rapidly and I feel my hands starting to shake. Then he moves a bit closer to me and then he says with a low voice.
"...I do not really want to talk about it, I urgently want to do something about it"
I can hear my
