“Do you remember what I told you?”
The man wore a white shirt and black trousers, looking neat and elegant.
The girl sat on the floor with an ice cream in her hand, her cheeks flushed.
“Of course I remember!”
She blinked her big, bright eyes, looking as dewy-eyed as a kitten.
“Then why did you forget again?”
He bent down, picked her up from the floor, and settled her on his lap. Then he tapped the tip of her nose with his index finger and smiled tenderly. “Because I have to punish you.”
He ran his tongue over his sensuous lips. His face looked like a perfect work of art, painstakingly sculpted by God.
“I don't want to be punished...” She bit her lip, her voice soft as a feather, stirring his heart.
He smiled, then lowered his head and kissed her.
The girl stared at him in disbelief. His kiss carried a faint scent of tobacco and mint.
She tried to speak, but he silenced her with his mouth. Their tongues met, and they could both feel each other's breath.
Their lingering kiss went on for a long time before she finally pulled away from his arms, gasping for breath.
