Love, Not Trade

Flora closed her eyes slowly when she felt him pressing his lips against hers. It made her tighten her arms around him. Flora kissed him back. How could she let go of him when she had embraced him with his every flaw? Because if she would have just loved the goodness in him then it would have never been considered as love for her because loving his good only would just be a trade of acceptance for her and love could and should never be a trade. Her love had just not only accepted every inch of his existence as hers but it had embraced him as hers.

Their mouths were beautifully feeding into each other's mouths at a slow and sensual pace. Flora felt one of his trailing down to her hips which made her hug him more tightly.

Flora clutched his hair when his hand reached her thigh and got under her nightwear. Tingles formed all over her skin when his palm touched her bare thigh. His touch felt extremely beautiful and tender which started melting her.

His hand proceeded upward to touch her