Chapter 51 Story 26-Chapter 3

He’d taken off his shirt, and there was sweat on his forehead. His hands were at his sides, empty. I slowly spun to face him, bracing myself against the wall. He stepped forward and bent down to kiss my forehead, then my cheeks, and finally, my mouth. I kissed him hungrily, pulling on his lips with my tongue the way a kitten will suck on your finger if it’s been weaned from its mother too soon.