Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

She felt this was so good.

She really liked it.

So close together, the two were so close, so close... warm and intimate, in this small, dim, silent space, even their shadows were tightly entwined.

The entanglement of their lips and tongues seemed to fail to satisfy him, as delicate kisses slipped along her jaw, biting slightly on her neck.

Jane McCain felt pain, letting out a soft whimper like a kitten, the sound weak, sweet, tinged with dissatisfaction and coquettishness.

She heard it, her cheeks immediately burning hot, shy and embarrassed.

Allen Rivera chuckled softly, his breath lightly exhaling on her neck, tenderness sinking into her bones, kissing the spot he had bitten, he huskily said, "Didn’t you just bite me too, hmm?"

But Jane thought: So annoying, even his voice sounds so nice.

Her hand rested on his shoulder, gently pushing away, "Let’s go upstairs, don’t mess around..."

"Mm, just a moment," Allen murmured, the rapid heartbeat making him somewhat lost, his voice also carried a slightly tipsy tone, "I’ve always wanted to kiss you here... this place..."