Chapter 230. Touch, Feel, Love

Michael couldn't believe his eyes, Emma was sitting on his pelvis kissing him passionately. He thought he was dreaming but the feeling of fire in his body told him he wasn't.

 He's recovered, so if he's dreaming then don't wake him up.

 Emma's lips were shy and reticent, it looked like she was apprehensive to kiss him, dreading his reaction. But at the same time, she couldn't contain her desire for him so she kissed him. 

Her kiss was gentle but reluctant. Passionate but not daring.

 He smiled against her lips as he thought to himself what was the use of resisting if they couldn't go against their desire for each other? It's a pressure they can't fight let alone resist.

 He sighed at all those thoughts as he called himself stupid. What is he thinking when all he has to do is feel?

 Yes, to feel her lips overlapping his, her fingers caressing his face, her tongue brushing his, her body burning his but above all, her pe