"I would like to make love to you every day, Sween. Several times. To take time to indulge in long foreplays, from playing games to cover each other in food and lick it away, and then on to long sessions of lovemaking… In the morning… In the afternoon… At night… Soft, intense, loving, lustful, kinky… Everything. I want us to try everything."
- Haru Ichiban.
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His lips mould with mine, matching and fitting perfectly. Almost too perfect. The first touch of his lips against mine has me moaning, because God, they are so soft and so warm and so fucking sweet.
I feel the sensation going straight to my core, burning up every single part of my body. Sweet Heavens, it's just one kiss.
Which by the way, it's soft, smooth, tantalizing. Even though his lips are soft against mine, it's as though he's devouring my mouth with everything he has in him. My hands are locked up, and if not, I would have passed them through his hair.
I feel the one kiss going on, on my lips, but it's causing me to come alive everywhere.
He bites on my bottom lip, and I gasp, which gives him a clean entrance into my mouth, and boy can his tongue do the work. His tongue is soughting out every nook and cranny of my mouth. Sliding up and down, up and down, playing with mine.
Oh my God.
He pulls away, his grey orbs staring right into my eyes, hooded with so much lust that has my heart beat picking up.
"You told me not to kiss you with just an open mouth, but with an open heart" he winks at me, and before I can get another word out, his lips attach with mine again.
This time I moan, loudly.
Sweet Jesus.
I feel him smirk against my lips, before dipping his tongue into my mouth. It's fire, aggressive, and so so rough.
He releases my hand, and I immediately wrap them around his neck, my fingers weaving into them. So soft and silky to the touch.
He bites down on my bottom lip, again, takes it into his mouth, sucks on it, and releases it with loud pop.
That was so hot.
His mouth finds it way to my jaw, kissing down, to my neck, and my collarbone. He sucks, licks, bites, surely leaving a hickey behind. And I love every single part of it.
Both of his hands wrap around my waist, and he carries me, placing me on the kitchen counter, and I've never appreciated his bulging muscles and strength until now.
There's just something so sexy about a man who's able to handle himself and you as well.
His hands begin to roam, and I moan at the feeling of the pads of his fingers on my body, all over.
His lips move closer to my chest, and mind you, I decided to throw the bra away today, and guess what, I wore a skirt as well.
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