He turns around to face me, cradles my neck and smiles at me. Using his hand to lift my chin he presses a sweet soft kiss to my lips.
“you look so cute when you’re worried baby.” he says pressing his lips against mine again and this time it is not a short kiss. It is a lengthy sweet kiss that goes on and on for a full minute.
My eyes close as I get submerged in him, his lips tastes familiar at the same time different. Anytime I kiss him it always feels like I am kissing him for the first time. Sweet, soft and passionate. My mind gets muddled and I forget what I was even talking about before. Like…. What was I even saying?
He lifts his head and kisses the top of my earlobe, peppering kisses down to my neck. My breathe is coming out choppily and I think very soon I might even cease breath
