Chapter 12

"I am, Kim," he said. Kim stared into his eyes and felt his hand move up and down her back. She gulped, and a shaky smile tugged his lips.

She looked at him, and without hesitation, she hungrily took his lips and savoring her lips against his, Kim pushed her tongue in his mouth, breathing hard against them.

Miran began to take her dress up to allow her to sit over him well, causing it to tear by the side. But she didn't mind and continued kissing him, and her waist began to grind against his thighs. Lust sprang through her veins, and her mouth opened, inhaling his breath.

"I want—" she breathed heavily, and the smell of the whiskey she had seconds ago poured on him. "I want you to fuck me, please," she said with her imploring gaze fixed on his.

He tightened his hands around her lovely butt, squeezing and enjoying every bit of her body. His hands roamed freely, caressing her, Kim's words had already caused a reaction, an