Devan slowly let go of his embrace, holding Claire's cheeks, staring at the woman without blinking.
"Do I look that weak in front of you, honey?"
"No, it's not like that. I meanโฆ" she was cut off when a springy object touched her lips. Suddenly Devan kissed her, making the woman's body stiffen.
"I'll take care of what's mine," said Devan and then kissed Claire's lips very gently.
At first, Claire was silent and didn't reply, but it only lasted a few seconds. Devan bit her lip and managed to cause a strange sensation in her.
Finally, Claire returned the kiss's Devan. Feeling each other's lips, the sound of the click of tongues and lips clashing now and then filled the room.
Claire's hands wrapped around Devan's shoulders.
The man narrowed his distance from Claire even more.
