71 Least Favorite Trip

Without second thoughts, Gael pulled Angela closer and kissed her back. His heartbeat quickened at the unfamiliar feeling that's coursing through him at the moment. He had never experienced being so helpless like this, and he didn't like it. Yet at the same time, he wanted to welcome the strange feeling.

He let go of her hand, cupped the side of her face, and slanted his head just as she clutched his shirt. Her luscious lips were so damn soft that he had to be gentle, afraid that he would bruise her if he kissed her too hard. And they were so sweet that they were making it so hard for him to resist.