How Stupid He Is
How Stupid He Is
He let her down, and he felt it deep inside, wanna console things,
She was standing very near to him and looking down the four legs.
He took her hands and placed on his chest and made her feel his heart beats like sorry, sorry.
He placed the hands on her cheeks raised her face, like so close to feel her hot
breathing air.
That touch on her soft skin with slippery on sweats and both looked at each other for a moment.
Her lips welcoming him without saying any word, he kisses her, in love, in worship, in
pure adoration.
Her tongue reminds her,
Her hidden care, her secret pulses.
His hands rushed to her waist to hold tight and,
Their eyes shuttered for a few minutes, they felt like floating leaves on water.
Suddenly, His phone vibrates with message and he realized that he was waiting for her in restaurant and text saying she will be late.
He blushed looking at the phone.