“Bonjour, ma chèrie!” Francis slipped a rose into your lap. “I have just returned!”
Interrupted whilst you were in the middle of your book, you exclaimed, “Oi! I was reading, you wanker!” Swatting away the handsome Frenchman, you scowled as he attempted straddling you, lips seeking yours. “Hey! Hey!” Your protests were to no avail, however, and Francis was victorious as he planted a kiss upon your flustered lips.
Immediately, you gave in and kissed him back, rivaling his passion.
Sinking deeper into you, Francis pulled back briefly to smile and say, “Aha! I have tamed the...