Chapter 158

• THE AMAZING HIDDEN CHARACTER OF THE MAN
• And here I find him, his eyes devouring my lips like a piece of tender meat dripping with honey before them, his thumb nuzzling my moist lips. And with almost zero distance between our faces, that does not do any justice to this intoxicating closure. Our noses are brushing each other.
• Then he senses my gaze searching his, and he shorts up. And when his eyes bore to mine, I completely melted like a candle with just a mere touch of his thumb and his stare. His eyes have this intense look, their pupils sorely dilated. They are a mix of something—desire, lust—they hang in there between the two, the hunger in them so palpable, making them appear like two pools of lust.