chapter 60 The madness before parting

Fiskr Small couldn't stand Monica 's temptation anymore. He stood up, threw away his coat, got close to Monica and started shaking slowly together.

The distance was extremely close, so close that Fiskr Small could smell her perfume as soon as he lowered his head, so close that if he turned around unintentionally, their lips would touch each other.

Monica's fingers gently slid on Fiskr Small's shoulders, and then slowly slid across his chest. Fiskr Small felt hot in her heart,...