Vincent smiled at her sultry gaze. “Good morning, sweetheart.”
His seductive voice broke her trance. Her face turned redder at her wild imagination.
“Morning,” she murmured and hung her head down.
Vincent sat down beside her and pulled her chin down, freeing her bottom lip from the grip of her teeth. He said in a low yet threatening tone, “I told you not to bite your lip.”
He kissed her fervently. Natalia moaned and kissed him back, clasping his arms.
“Did you sleep well?” He asked between the kisses.
“Yes,” she whispered against his lips, smiling.
He pulled back and stared at her for a while. Then he smiled and caressed her cheek, “I also have a good night’s sleep. Really a good one.”
He kissed her again. She slipped her fingers into his hair and kissed him. Vincent put his hand on her lower back and pulled her to his chest as he licked her bottom lip. She parted her lips slowly. He groaned and slipped his tongue into her mouth.
Knock-Knock…