"You... You want to what?" she asked.
"Fuck you right here," he smirked.
"Pervert!"
"I can't see my mate's body?"
"You cheated," Iridessa scoffed.
"It was Yair, not me," Zyair muttered. "Can I kiss you then?"
Iridessa nodded.
He grabbed her waist, and their lips clashed against each other's, instant tongue dipping.
Iridessa moaned and crossed her arms...