CHAPTER 50 Moan for me

　　With everything that she's been through these few days, she was willing to let herself get drown in his sweet torture, to live this night as if it's her last with him and to saviour all the sweet sensation and butterflies in her belly.

　　Tears roll down her cheek, combinations of bitter and sweet. Thanks to the falling water, he didn't notice and kept on kissing her like never before.

　　There was just something different about his kiss, for some reasons, it felt good and passionate unlike the demanding and lust kissed she's used to.

　　His hands travel up her thigh to her ass, copping it, pulling her even more closer covering the gap between them.

　　He let go of her lips and found her soft breast with hardened nipples. His warm tongue on it sends her to the beyond. It has always been magical with him but this night, it was more…everything he was doing to her only intensified the pleasure by ten, something she's never thought of.