It is passionate and intense. He runs his tongue over in my mouth and I push mine hesitatingly against his. He doesn’t give me space to withdraw or hesitate. He runs his tongue along mine and we duel. With plundering motions he kisses me over and over till we are both gasping for breathe. Struggling to breathe through the lust.
My hands sink into his hair and pull him closer, and my hips sink further down on his hips wanting to be as close to him as I possibly can be.
“Baby... you taste so good.” He pulls away and holds me tightly by my nape keeping me exactly where he wants me. His eyes are so dark, they have changed from the icy blue to a darker swirling blue.
I whimper in denial. Why did he take his lips away from mine. I want it back.
He notices my distress and chuckles.
He sin
