Chapter 50 Sharing Her Heart

• She was roughly kissing me as taking revenge, and here I will let her do what she wanted. Her teeth were biting my lips with great interest, getting in control. I knew she needed to be. I liked her way of venting her anger and looking forward to making her furious frequently.
• She groaned, pulling my barrier shirt with her hands, struggling to move it away. I chuckled in our bite, kiss and toured her dress, leaving her in a bra and panties.
• She groaned at her failed attempt to tour my shirt, and she drew blood from the bottom lip, making me moan and desperate for her.