Empath and Jessica & Open
Now this was more like it! That smile of his pulled to one side as his hands reached for that slender waist of hers. Satisfaction surged through him as she lifted up toward him, and he stooped to meet her.
But when their lips met the jolt was supposed to be metaphorical, not literal! OUTRAGE blasted out of Manuel as he backed up, his hands releasing her as one lifted to touch his mouth. This time when he looked at her it was with indignation, not desire.
"¡Hijo de puta! ¡¿Qué fue eso?!" He spat to the side and half expected to see blood. Nothing more than normal, but his lips still stung! "What the hell was that?!"