Delilah
The words were barely out of my mouth when his lips caught mine.
Now I had been kissed by Double thousands of times but somehow this kiss was different. The usual hunger was there, I doubted that would ever go away. I couldn’t even put my finger on what was different. It just was.
Breathless he pulled away, but only enough to rest his forehead against mine. His breathing heavy. “I need to shower before this goes any further Delilah, I’m getting all my stink all over you.”
“I kind of like all your stink Double.” As if to prove my point I licked a long line up his throat, feeling his pulse jump under my tongue.
He tasted like dust and sweat. But undeniably Double.
He was a taste all of his own and one I craved.
And finally he was mine. All mine.
What had he said? ALL IN
