It was a kiss i would never forget
His lips were warm and soft
His breath held just a hint of mint
And when his lips decended to mine,
I thought i had died and gone to heaven.
At first it was a nibble at my lower lip
I remember that intake of breath just before he claimed my lips competely,
His mouth molding to mine,
Perfectly matching in that slow sensual passion that lovers share.
The tip of his tongue saught mine,
Caressed across it languidly,
Tasting, teasing untill a small moan excaped within my chest.
The kiss then deepened briefly,
His lips slowly drug from mine as he tugged at my lower lip,
Pulling it gently within his teeth before letting the supple flesh slip from his grasp,
A playful growl followed.
"You taste of honey"
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- Kiss me if you dare by ratkos.
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Comments
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Women's passion confounds us- but, we know what we like! Well written, soft and sexy...
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this is exactly what i was looking for...a perfectly sensual description thank you for an awesome write
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