Slow Hands

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I could feel the mint flavor from his mouth as I kissed him back. Zeus just finished taking a shower and dried his hair then claimed his morning kiss. I pulled him back on the bed making him smile between our lips. "What time is it?" I asked between kisses and placed my hands on his hair. "Six forty." He pulled away. "Its still early." I kissed him but he pulled away and looked at me before he kissed me again. I couldn't get enough of his lips. It was addicting, maybe way more addicting than drugs. I want us to stay all day on the bed and talk about things or maybe we could just kiss all day, I would love it. I liked how he slowly kissed me as if he was tasting something he really loves. I groaned when he moved his lips and traveled down to my throat making me arched my neck. My h

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