Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Elaine's eyes widened slightly, and after quickly reacting, she gently stretched out the tip of her tongue and tasted a faint peachy taste on his thin lips, sweet but not greasy.

The kiss ended with Darnell's palm caressing the back of her neck, his voice low, asking her rhetorically, "Was it good."

Elaine crawled smoothly around the table to him and winked, "It was too short to taste it."

The corners of Darnell's mouth hooked down and he re-embraced her lips, attacking the city one step at a time, his movements strong and full of force.

Within a few moments, Elaine was a little out of breath, and she instinctively tried to back up, her waist against the table.

Darnell pulled her back easily and Elaine pushed her hand against his chest as a protest.

He took her hand and pulled it down, holding her in his palm, and placed it directly on the table.

Before Elaine had a chance to change her breath, he resumed the kiss, his palm clasping the back of her head.

The overhead light was a warm white, and the semi-circular shade cast a shadow on the wall, swaying a bit with the occasional evening breeze that passed by the window.

The rain is still falling and the sound is crisp and pronounced.

Just as Elaine felt like she was going to choke, Darnell finally moved away from her lips and kissed her behind the ear, and his palm went down to the back of her neck and whispered, "Does it still hurt."

Elaine ummed the doctor, gasping slightly, her brain barely able to keep up with her thoughts, "A little."

Darnell gave her a gentle rub down: "Spray some more."

He was just about to turn around to get his medicine when Elaine tugged at his shirt, her eyes wet and bright, staring straight at him, "That one doesn't matter."

Darnell sniffed and his eyebrows moved unnoticed.

Elaine was about to say something when, in the next second, he picked her up and headed inside the room.

were no lights on inside and the

her

the air was vaguely floating with the smell of dry

a metal clasp being undone, and then heard him place the watch on the nightstand and

little, and her hand grabbed the shirt around his

is not without

the pain is still fresh in

kissed her brow while talking to her,

put her hand around his neck, hesitated or whispered,

through her sentence, she lost

is taken care of,

got even quieter, "I

behind her ear, "I'll take you to

nodded and added, "Where is he buried, next

Darnell: "......"

for a few seconds and

words as they came out of her mouth. She

Darnell said, "Elaine ......"

yanking his shirt out of

in his, "Elaine, I have

that

afterwards, she asked, "If you tell me about this tomorrow, will it have

"...... will not."

why are you

later, Darnell

at when his thin, hot lips, had landed

Some itching, some numbness.