To feel Lia's lips run across his mouth and play with his tongue, was the most exciting sensation Marcos could have experienced, despite having paraded through his life any number of beautiful women, some more than others, among them, models, actresses, businesswomen, none could compare to the woman in front of him, who trembled as if she were a leaf being whipped by the winds.

She was different, a contradictory mixture, because, on the one hand, she was fragile, but at the same time hard to face any vicissitude, soft, but rebellious to defend her ideas with passion, naive and witty to expose what she believed in, daring without leaving aside her shyness.

Leah suddenly realized what she was doing and stepped back a couple of steps fearfully, her little face flushed, as if she was ashamed to have taken the initiative.

“You, miss, are going to run away, how is that? After killing the tiger, are you afraid of leather? “he expressed without stopping smiling in a seductive tone.

She looke