Chapter 112

Ann smiled sweetly at Paris and slipped out of her dress and ran deeper into the water. Paris stripped and joined her. With the moonlight shining on her face, Paris stroked his fingers through her hair and brought his fingers back over her shoulder, up her neck, over her chin, resting them on her lips. He replaced his fingers with his lips and kissed her softly, dropping his hands to her body, pulling her closer. “I love you, Ann Willow,” Paris said in between kisses.

Ann wrapped her arms around him. “Make love to me.”

Paris wrapped his arms around her rear end and lifted her up. Ann wrapped her legs around him and felt that he was already hard for her.

Ann had butterflies when Paris entered her.

“Are you ok?” Paris asked when he was fully inside of her.

“I am,” Ann said and kissed him.

Paris thrusted slowly. Even though he knew she was not a virgin anymore, he also knew because he made love to her six months ago and because she only had sex that once he knew she will experience it as