Isabelle's cheeks coloured to a deeper shade of rose when she heard his passionate words, but she obeyed him without question.
Her face lingered close, the warm breath from her slightly parted lips ghosting over his tip. Every brush of air drew a subtle twitch from him—an undeniable sign of how powerfully he was reacting to her touch. And even as she dipped her head to press her mouth against that sensitive apex again, she kept her eyes locked on his.
"Kiss!♡~"
The second kiss was more intentional and infinitely more sensual.
Her lips melded softly to his flesh, lingering for a breath longer than before. She treated it almost like a reverent gesture, as though bestowing upon him a devotion she could hardly put into words.
"Peck!♡~ Peck!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Peck!♡~ Lick!♡~"
