Connor followed her desire, satisfying her, and gently kissed her lips.
Natalie Niles clutched his shirt, lying there lightly saying, "Kiss deeper."
Even in asking for a kiss, she maintained that nonchalant manner, it could only be her.
Connor leaned over her, not pressing down on her, with his arms slightly propped on the sofa, he kissed her lips, pried open her teeth, kissing deeply and intensely.
Natalie Niles wanted to hug his waist, accidentally pulling at her internal injuries, wincing in pain.
Connor quickly stopped, his voice slightly hoarse: "Don't move around, wait until you're better to hug me, I'll let you hug all you want."
The deep affection in his eyes was already overwhelming, but Natalie couldn't see it.
He didn't know how much she loved him, but he guessed at least a bit; she liked his kisses, liked hugging him, liked the necklace he gave her, even liked that deep blue same as his eyes.
