Chapter 124 The Hot Night

• I could feel his tongue moving against mine as we kissed, the taste of the drink still lingering faintly between us. His hands roamed gently, caressing my sides with a kind of aching reverence, and before I realized it, he lifted me off the floor. We stood together, locked in each other’s arms, still kissing.
• Then he moved, guiding me back until my legs touched the bed, and gently laid me down. But before anything more could happen, he paused
• “No... we’re both drunk right now,” he whispered, his forehead pressed lightly against mine.