Amorous

Vincent

She shoved me back and wiped furiously against her mouth, as if trying to expel the repulsive thirst of my lips. Leaning back on the wall, she kept heaving, staring at me under hooded leads.

Even before she did it, I knew she couldn’t resist. If she had a hand in Anne’s disappearance, it would be because she wanted me by her side.

She leaned off the wall and rushed towards me, jumped up and wrapped her fore and hind limbs around me, then pounded her lips against mine, suckling profusely and moaning loudly like someone who’d been starved of food and water for ages.

I wrapped my arms around her and deepened the kiss. She moaned, leaving my lips and feasting on my face, neck, and everywhere she could get her lips on. She almost pushed me off balance with how she kept pressing into me with all her weight.

To stop myself from falling over and to move to the next phase of my plan, I carried her to the long couch and gently laid her there, following immediately because I couldn’t