My mouth makes a small ‘o’ while his words send a delicious tingle down my spine. I haven’t savored his words for long when his soft lips touch mine. It is light and gentle at first, and I’m thankful he’s taking this slow. Any more than this, will be something I can’t handle.
However, that relief is quickly replaced with breathlessness, because his kisses shift into something ferocious as if he’s starving for me, and that thought alone makes me gasp for breath, especially when his hot tongue pokes my mouth to open and surges inside. It’s hot and wild. He's sucking and licking, just like how I did to my clients. But this time, I cannot respond in kind, my mind is muddled and after just a few minutes of kissing, I feel his desire between my legs. And that thought alone heightens the sensat
