Sawyer
My head falls back against the couch and I struggle to catch my breath, my respiration ragged and uneven.
“That… that was out of this world!” I exclaim between pants.
“True, because you taste like heaven.” He says, his tongue darting out to lick his lips.
God, I do not know if it is what he said, or the sight of him licking my juice from his lips, but I feel an electric shock of arousal between my legs, and another surge of pleasure courses through me.
Standing up, he hovers over me, his lips crashing against mine in a passionate kiss that leaves me breathless.
“I’ll be back,” he says, his voice a low promise, as he breaks the kiss and steps away, leaving me on the couch.
My chest rises and falls quickly as I try to regain my composure. I run my fingertips over my slightly s
