C366 Preoccupation

"Who wants to touch you?" She blushed and tried to withdraw her hand, but he pulled her back. She leaned even closer to him, and before she could react, he had already moved closer and kissed her lightly on the lips.

She froze for a moment, staring at him with her round eyes. One of her hands was tightly gripped by him, while the other was propped up on the sofa