We exchanged featherlight, teasing kisses. His lips just barely brushed mine. He stopped only to look directly into my eyes. His lips lingered on mine.
"What now?" I asked, nervous excitement coursing through me.
"Now I treat you like a lady, not a harlot," he said, a quiet certainty in the firmness with which he kissed me the second time.
His mouth opened eagerly against mine, like he was trying to undo every other kiss I'd ever had. I responded in kind without meaning to, moaning my heavenly satisfaction. His tongue in my mouth. Mine in his. Slight pressure from his hands on my neck. My whole body was tingling, a sweet burning ache flowing through me as we succumbed to the yearning we had for each other.
"So pissed you let JR kiss daddy's lips," he whispered, a slight edge to his
