overwhelming kisses

The next day when she had come for work, she headed straight to his office. She had to get off with the apology and at least have some peace in her mind. Getting to the office, Enoch this time welcomed her more calmly than before. He did not eve stare at her anymore, almost as if he was bowing before her and giving her respect. Inside, she found Ryan seated, busy with his work. He looked so regal and royal as he sat there and focused on his work.

His side profile, eye catching. She felt herself swallow as she looked at him. He raised his head, to meet her eyes. He still looked stern, and maybe a little angry at her after yesterday. “Good morning, sir” she said as she moved towards him. “Really, now we have come back to sir Leila?”

Okay, now she did not even know what the hell was going on. “Um, I’m sorry about yesterday. I did not mean to insinuate that you are a liar. At that time, I did not even know what I was thinking. In as much as it feels out of the ordinary, I am going to believe it, because even I, something that would not be expected to exist at such a time exists. Can we call it a truce please?”

Ryan watched her as she moved her lips and spoke. She looked so damn cute it was impossible to even stay mad at her. looking at her he could not even remember why he had even been angry at her. coming from a trance, he stood up and held her hand. “It is okay Leila. Besides I was also at fault, I should not have gotten angry with you. It is understandable that you thought whatever I was saying was nonsense. I mean it sounds so outrageous that if you even went and told someone else, they would not believe it. Moreover, I’m glad that you now believe in me.

And I cannot be angry at my soulmate can I.” he said as he squeezed her hand smoothly. Her hand felt warm and soft. Her face so beautiful it was blinding. Moving his eyes to her lips was a mistake. And then subconsciously or not, she moved on to lick her lips. Making them look even juicier. Lips had never looked so sexy he felt like he would die if he did not have a taste just one.

Swallowing deeply, he looked at her eyes. She looked as though she was lost, and he wanted to really kiss her. more than he had ever wanted to do anything else. He felt his mouth go dry at the thought. Moving his head, he finally reached her lips. Juicy, she smelt so good, he had a heady feeling as he took in her scent. It was all natural and subtle, it must be her body, not even soap.

She did it again, right when he wanted to kiss her. she moved her tongue to lick her lips. She also swallowed loudly. At this point, it felt as though everything was amplified in large dimensions. Her soft skin. The rise and fall of her veins as the blood rushed through her skin. Her sharp intake of breath when his lips finally touched hers.

There could never be a word strong enough to explain what happened then. It was almost as though there was electricity passing through them. It left him feeling paralyzed, yet his heart beat rose in crescendo, drumming through his chest with the intensity of west African drums. She could even feel it as she sat close to him. And then, finally, they locked lips and kissed. She did not know for how long they did. But she did not want to stop.

Every part of her body was on fire. Ryan’s male musky scent drugging her, acting as though it was an aphrodisiac. Tasting his lips was on a very different level. She felt like she was home. Where she was supposed to be and with whom. Her body felt foreign to her, blood rushing to her mind or out of her mind maybe. She was totally carried away in the moment and she wanted more.

She was fast becoming excited, Ryan too. She could feel something poking her at her stomach. To be honest, she did not even know when they had even stood. Standing there, her pressed against the wall, Ryan ravishing her lips like tomorrow did not exist. It was a very seductive atmosphere, her heart, now loudly beating. As they kissed, she could feel desire pooling like bolts right from her mouth. She wanted his hands everywhere, her nipples already hardened to pointy sharp points, now becoming a little bit painful. Her core felt heated, like the place had a heart of its own thumping. She could even feel her panties getting wetter as they went on.

It was at this point that they had to stop for some air. She felt weak as she stood there, and if Ryan removed his hands from her, she was sure she would fall flat face on the ground. Taking deep breaths, they moved towards the sofa. When Ryan finally moved his hands from her, she felt at a loss, as though she had lost something somehow. The cold hit the place where he had been holding her, which now jolted her. what the hell had just happened. It was crazy, her whole body buzzing with so much desire it was kind of overwhelming.