Kendra
He smiles down at me, his dimple deepens causing his face to look even more cruelly gorgeous and it makes me stare at him unconsciously.
I tremble as his thumb softly graze my lower lip, his eyes on them like he wants to kiss me. His warm breath mixed with the scent of alcohol fans my face. My heart palpates, my breasts rising with every breath I take as I anticipate a kiss that doesn’t seem to be coming.
Deciding to play a quick one and f'ucking take what I want, I rest my hand on his cheek and scoot up closing the space between us. The moment our lips touch we groan. Mmm, yes, his lips tastes so good. He never kissed me this deep before, it’s usually light teases.
He let his hand run up my bare thigh as we kiss, dragging my dress up. I whimper against his mouth. He path my
