When they climbed into the bed to sleep, Rosa felt exhausted. She had been up since morning.

Lanre said they should have a goodnight kiss and he pulled her to himself, kissing her. What he said was a goodnight kiss but what he was doing was more than a mere goodnight kiss.

It was passionate and sweet. They both were engrossed in it. It was intense and demanding for more.

Rosa's hand was the first to find the buttons of his pyjamas. He was busy kissing her entire ...