Raising his hand to touch her cheek, Kasper Edith kissed her lips once more, deepening the kiss.
He lingered momentarily on her lips, trying to break through her teeth. There wasn't much resistance; she cooperatively let him in.
There was a faint mint flavor on her tongue, refreshing yet intoxicating.
After meals, she had a habit of using mouthwash. Previously, Kasper Edith had seen the brand she used in her Restroom, which was the same as his.
While kissing her lips and tongue, Kasper Edith's other hand gently guided hers away from the doorknob and placed it on his waist. His large hand reached over to support her waist.
As the kiss deepened, his hand slowly tightened, holding her closely as their bodies melded together.
In his heart, **** gradually emerged.
After catching his breath, Kasper Edith struggled to release her lips and slid his hand from her face, embracing the back of her head, holding her entirely in his arms.
