14. Alpha?

*Esme*

I've longed for this kind of intimacy for so long. The intimate touch of a man that I can't stop. The lull of his lips made me open my mouth to let his tongue enter and wrap around mine. His big, strong hands felt around my waist, moving up to caress my back. Hot, my soul struggled for more, my boobs swelled against his broad, hard chest, and my body floated as he lifted me onto the mini bar and kept kissing my lips without letting go. My hands wrapped around his neck, oh no, this can't be done, this has to stop.

I pushed his chest a little hard and our lips separated, gasping, taking breaths simultaneously, fighting for the oxygen around us and looking at each other awkwardly. I wiped my face and immediately put my feet on the floor. "Sorry Zoris, I—"

He cupped my face, saying, "It's okay, we can take it slow." I let go of his hand roughly and kept my distance, away. Folding both hands in front of my breast, wetting my lips which felt swollen, and leaning my buttocks ag