Psychopathic love

y. She couldn't see his face, because he had a green masquerade mask on that complimented his pretty eyes. He was dressed in a bl

ts that overtook her mind. All of a sudden. she felt nervous. Not knowing who she was talking t

ould g

hello." He offered a warm smile and bent to kiss her hand. "And who might you be?" His eyes traveled over her,

whispered, chuckling. "Are you a stakeholder of sorts? Or are you passiona

he Make a Mark movement, free food trucks, and book donations for th

w he helped out in the community, as well as outside it. She loved that he wa

s for areas that needed them. The kids loved it," She grinned sheepishly, "I might go back

in the conversation. He couldn't help the fact that hi

ara asked

ter to have another chat with

k around engaging in conversations with others, some long and some short. There were quite a handful of people who

o take a breather in a corridor before going back out to call for her father. She pressed her back against th

ay from the crowd?" He asked, observing her face. He didn't kn

e stated, smiling weakly. "I'l

k manly scent surrounding him. His cologne overwhelmed her senses, as they filled her nose quickly. He glanced down

his tongue into her mouth, sucking on hers before they fought for dominance. His hand crept up her neck, making her wet to the core. He

kisses she had had in her entire life. "Goodnight." She hurriedl

ion that she had with a man that she didn't even know. She enjoyed it and she craved more, but at the same time, it also felt very stupid. She

ered. She crossed her legs, squeezing her thighs gently, a

as didn't see her display of lewdness just now. "Y-yes?" She responded, moving close

rner, before tossing the other bag onto the floor. As it landed on the floor, something peeked out. Kiara moved clos

dened, "Wha