Time had passed. Carlisle’s arms were still around me, I didn’t want them to ever leave. His neck was against my ear, I tilted my head just enough, so I could ciuman him. Something rumbled inside him, and then his lips were on mine, hungry for more. I twirled my arms around his neck, and he moved his hands to my waist, the ciuman continued. And then, he was on puncak, atas of me, his weight didn’t matter to me though. Our breathing was heavier, but we had barely started…
When we had finally gotten back, Edward was on the dipan, sofa with Emmett, they were both laughing.
“Hey, so the cinta birds are finally...
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