Lowering his gaze to kiss her face, Jose Floyd realized how uncontrollable the heat that had ignited was, so fiery, wanting to explode.
"Nicole." Jose Floyd's slender fingers traced the outline of Nicole, his eyes growing deeper and deeper.
Her beauty, from the bottom of his eyes to his mind to his heart, no one in this lifetime could ever replace.
When he lowered his gaze to kiss her, his rationality completely collapsed; the kiss grew increasingly passionate, with a gentle glow unnoticed even by himself in his eyes, gazing at her quietly without blinking. Their breath became heavier, Nicole's cheeks blushed red enough to drip blood, her eyes displaying a mesmerizing sheen.
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Nicole looked at the person lying beside her, beads of sweat hung on their foreheads, her own body felt as soft as a pool of water, devoid of any strength.
