Aman then went close to her and touched her cheeks. She opened her eyes. She looked at him and said, “This was the greatest I have ever felt. You fu...k so good, Aman. I wish I had fucked you long time back.”“You ready for more?”, asked Aman.Amrita couldn’t believe it. Aman had just given her the best sex of her life and he was still ready for more. She kissed Aman and bit her lips and said, “Yes BOSS, I am ready. I am ready to be fucked whenever you want. I am your whore, please fuck me,. ”“You only say that I am perfect because I had sex with you. Sex is the universal barter, well at least most of the time.”“No Sara, Barry denounced you, he shared your private, intimate marital discussions with his parents, your parents and Pastor Jones instead of doing as he promised to.”“I want him out of that bottle and free to decide on his own to bring our children back and to accept me, flawed as I am.”“No Sara, you did nothing wrong. You shared a feeling, shared an emotion. You were. She was already nervous before she met him, and now that Emile was staring at her with two steely blue eyes, she was downright awkward. Oh yeah, thats fine. Whatever. Maya finally sputtered. Whatever you need, just tell me… Or uh – us. Just tell us. It doesnt have to be me. She sprinted away to her room. There definitely werent many boys that had made her a melting, sputtering mess before just by looking at her. Maybe it was simply because he was French, but Emile was arguably the most. I neededto kiss you, I couldn't go my entire life never knowing." "Knowing what?" I grimaced, turning away from Connor. "How I really felt," he sighed. "And, how exactly do you really feel Connor?" I scoffed pulling myknees to my chest, feeling like a mega idiot. "Look at me," he said grabbing my arm, "I want you to look at me." I turned just enough to see Connor's face, their was such anintensity to it, he leaned forwards and kissed me again. This kiss wasdifferent, hungry and feral, like.