WHEN FATE DETERMINES
76. Not Just Any Ordinary Man

"Me?"

"Hm-mhhhh. You're that. The woman I wanted to be with me.

Not one of the many women I've been close to, but you're the one.

I fell back in love with you once I noticed on your account you were looking for news about me..."

Leona's eyes began to wail, scooping. Haru ambushed.

Instead of blushing or smiling amusedly hearing Lionel mention about his 'try' quest, the woman's eyeball bead slowly glowed in tears.

Lionel saw all that on the lover's face how then the lover slowly moved, kneeling before the man sat down...

The elegance of a Jasmine Chleonavita comes also from the contours of the body or back that do not form a bent but upright, firm definition if for men.

Also from any attitude of movement or gestures and body language that seems to result from a school of personality only

Elegant, graceful, classy, charismatic, that was Cleonavita Jasmine. 34 years ago last night, that last was 20 minutes ago.

And at this time Cleonavita is still on her knees, putting both palms on the thighs with the ends of both sides of the fingers met to the inside. It could still be seen by such a Lionel as the man linked his gaze to look at Leona's face and eyes.

"No matter I'm not sure what exactly is in your feelings for me in your attempt to find out about it, I finally decided to try my luck first. Who knows at this time I will be able to be lucky, even if there is this thing that I still have time to consider as an obstacle."

Lionel spoke of the last sentence with deep regret, getting a short crack and the ringing of Leona's head before his eyes,

"Ck, don't consider your wheelchair a constraint. If there's not a wheelchair with you and the story behind it, I'm probably going to have a different feeling about you.

Different I can make sure it won't be as deep as it is now...

I still love it, but it may not be enough for more...I'm sure it is.

Because I'm not the kind of woman who falls for a man who's just mediocre. I'm allergic to that kind of guy for my seriousness..."

Shut up for a moment...

"Am I not a mediocrity?" Lionel's chirps asked, interrupting the pause, carving out a knotty smile on his lips.

Leona's head firmly nodded twice while looking at the depth of Lionel's eyes and then down to his pride, looking at the part whose name the lips were well realized by the owner.

From inside the heli the woman was already so eager to kiss Lionel.

Inexactly.

Ever since Lionel interrupted wanting to strip her naked and fuck her in the back seat of the car, from that moment Leona harbored a desire. Want at least at one time a crushed or mel*mat soft thin lips Lionel.

It was impossible not to feel that desire while being with Lionel. Where can not get the effect of togetherness or tangent of his body with the man.

And the effect of physical contact in any form with the man, will always straighten out to that one thing only, Awakened to desire.

Soon the desire is gone, soon to arise again. Soon he craves Lionel touching his paddling, another moment he wants Lionel not to be rash to do that.

"Lionel.I want to kiss you." Leona plainly and bluntly whispered that line. Grabbing Lionel's left palm and then placed docked his breast*danya. Moving his own palm the man pressed and rubbed the shape of his chest, swallowed in various directions.

So Lionel welcomed that desire...