Neglected. She hated herself for feeling disappointment at the ceasing of his touch. She hated even more that when she'd said 'yes' to Anders' questio... about her loving him, a tiny sliver of her answer had been true.That was the thing about love. A person could love something even when the object of that love didn't deserve it. Anders certainly didn't deserve her love. He was a monster. Yet she couldn't change her emotions entirely. Carissa almost grimaced. It was as if she was trapped in some. This time both my palms were pressing her into me just below her breasts. Now I could feel the swell of her budding breasts at the edge of my palms. I had a strong urge to take them both into my palms. But I was not sure of the response and the consequence. My heart was throbbing fast and in just few seconds my palms were roaming on her soft belly.I was gently pressing her into me and my erect penis felt the round of her buttocks and I was even sensing the crack of her ass. I planted a small. Jonathan also did not have the passion or intensity of lovemaking with his wife. They both had wonderful and amazing sex lives but when Pria and Jonathan made love, the earth literally moved for the two of them.They did not want to be married to the other; they just wanted to share a night with one another once a month. Their spouses did not know about the affair the two of them had.Jonathan was extremely specific on what he wanted from Pria. She would have her hair done. Jonathan liked her. "I did," he answered lamely. But he didn't want to let the opportunity go."If I'd stayed, maybe we might have kissed more than once. You were... , " he stumbled, searching for the word, "beautiful." God, he thought, couldn't I do better than that!"You still are," he added, saving himself."Hmmm," she murmured, "not so beautiful any more."They looked into each others eyes as they swayed slightly in acknowledgement of their function on the dance floor.He wanted to continue the conversation in this.