His lips were like cherries, so sweet and wonderful, he seemed stunned by my bold move but then, as if something switched in his head, he kissed back. His hands grabbing my hips and pulling me forward and off the desk so I was now straddling his lap, but our kiss didn't break. It felt like electric pulses were shooting between us, and each of us were trying to deepen the kiss and pull closer to one another.
I throw my hands into his hair, wanting more of his addictive kisses, and I tug on the ends, as I remembered he liked it before. And it seems he still does, as a growl of satisfaction rumbled from his chest. His hands had wandered from my hips and were now under my top, gripping onto my waist and moving around, exploring my body as his touch made tingles erupt on my skin. He broke the
