The minute their lips touched an explosion took place. They couldn’t stay away anymore. Their thirsty lips began to try to quench a thirst they denied for they knew once they started it would be unquenchable. Nothing could stop them. Nothing could part them as they fit together in perfect synchronization. Dancing their own tango. Like they were created to kiss each other. That the little indentation on Bianca’s lower lip was created to perfectly fit Sky’s.
The feeling of being created to fit his body between hers. Hard muscle against soft skin.
She leaned in closer, trying to get closer and yet it wasn’t enough. She would never be able to get close enough to him. Without breaking the kiss she sat on his lap, straddling him.
The heat of their arousal surrounding them, engulfing them in
