Madelyn's POV:
When I felt his lips on my lip, my eyes opened, like if there was a butterfly in my stomach. I sat down again, feeling as if he was making me drunk with his kiss, so I gulped and closed my eyes, tears streaming down my face. I kissed him without hesitation, telling myself that I would give myself up even if it was just for tonight.
He sucked my bottom lip and softly pulled as I clutched his neck and deepened the kiss. As his hand caressed my waist, he inserted his tongue and wandered around my mouth.
"I miss you ..." he whispered and kissed my lips until I sat on his thighs.
None of my own actions drove me to play with his hair and get closer to him. He drew back and kissed my lips, then stroked my thighs and drew me closer to him.
He sighed loudly. "One more," he said in a hoarse voice and even kissed my lip.