“Let’s enjoy the fireworks here,” the man suggested. “Sure!” Josephine didn’t want to leave either. Josephine gazed at the fireworks, so entranced by them that she didn’t even blink. She failed to notice that the man next to her was scooting closer.
By the time Josephine finally sensed it, she turned to see the handsome face inches away from hers. Ethan’s arm had also extended around her shoulders without her realizing it. They were so close that they could feel each other’s breaths.
Josephine’s heart skipped a beat. What’s going on? she thought. Her mind went slightly blank. She knew it was extremely suggestive, but she was so absorbed in the moment that she didn’t want to push him away.
Also, as the fireworks were reflected in the man’s eyes, it was as soul-stirring as the galaxy. She was deeply enchanted as if she were under a spell.
Ethan edged closer, meaning to test her response. He soon found that Josephine wasn’t moving away; he felt as if she was encouraging and welcoming him instead.
Ethan swallowed seductively, then pressed his thin lips against Josephine’s. It was so soft that he felt like his entire body had gotten an electric shock. Greed filled him in that instant, and he desired even more.
Josephine felt like the fireworks had exploded inside her brain too, and her mind turned completely blank. Hm? I don’t hate it, she realized. I never thought a man’s lips would be this soft.
Josephine was quite particular about hygiene, especially when it came to physical contact. with people of the opposite gender. However, strangely enough, she didn’t mind Ethan that much, and she even thought he smelled good.
Ethan’s hand snaked up behind her head and held it gently. With a slight force, he pushed her against him so that the kiss was no longer just a graze. The man was exploring according to his own wishes.
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