Amira

Amira Pov.

He drew me closer to him and began kissing me. He massages my entire back. His hands trailed down and grabbed my buttocks, causing me to mutter his name. His tenacity was on display.

Before we succumb to our hunger and desperation, his kiss is slow and delicate at first. He carefully took me up and laid me on the bed before we kissed passionately again. I’m completely engrossed in his affection. Wherever he touches me, I experience a wide range of feelings.

“I love you, Amira,” he says softly into my ear. My stomach drops as I hear his deep and husky voice, and the urge to have him rushes my chest. My heart begins to race once more, and I feel a new wave of butterflies in my stomach. My entire body is caving in to him. I want him completely.

Before I bring him closer, my hands lock around his neck. Our tongues collide, and we compete for supremacy.

I swallow my tongue after hearing him let out a little groan. As I saw him strip me naked, he stood up and looked down at my ba