Chapter 38

Alonzo

I kissed her better. I angled Irina's head to have better access to her sultry lips. I nibbled and wetted it with my own saliva. I could feel her stiffness, a sign that Irina was taken aback by my action. 

I missed her. I missed kissing her lips. I miss feeling her skin. I miss the feeling of having my skin press with hers. 

I kissed her without her permission. I was frustrated by the words that were coming out of her mouth and this is the effective way that I'll know Irina will shut up. If she shows even a tiny gesture and signals that she doesn't want me kissing her. I'd stop right away. 

"A-Alonzo," Irina said in a muffled voice, and that instantly cleared out the desire that was filling my head and coaxing my rational thoughts. 

"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it, baby. I was going crazy, no, I have been crazy," I said to her.

Irina was perplexed. It seems like whatever it is that should have been in charge of her rationale