HIS WILD LOVE - S2 || JJK FF - 21+ ||

40. hot steamy kiss!

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The man's lips was like a hungry wolf's that covered your lips, eating it as his dissert, sweet... eating your lipstick flavour, brushing off, at the same time the familiar aura from his body also domineeringly invaded over, you're too shocked and was about to pushed this man but when you sense this familiar scent, you're stunned and stop as if you're frozen.

Naturally, your daze moment give man to pried open your mouth as he sucks your lower lips hard.

your eyes widened and looked at the person in close proximity, something flashed in the darkness, although your lips touched softness but your nose was touching something hard and cold surface.

What is this thing?

The man hugged you tightly and held your waist in dissatisfaction, as if he wanted to merge you into his body.

In the shadows your face was so close to his that he could smell and taste the sweet ropy fragrance of the soda you had drunk and then your tongue was in his mouth, sucking it gently. In all truth he had not invited this prodigy of a tongue, turning, he had merely wished to look at your face right now, expecting only that the expression of aesthetic delight he might find there would correspond to what he knew was his own but he did not even catch a glimpse of your face, so instantaneous and urgent was that tongue.

Plunged like some writhing sea-shape into his gaping Jaw, it all but overpowered his senses as it sought some unreachable terminus near his uvula, it wiggled, it pulsated and made contortive sweeps of his mouth's vault, certainly at least once it turned upside down, less wet than rather deliciously mucilaginous and tasting of amontillado, it had the power in itself to force you or somehow get you back, against a doorjamb, where he lolled helpless with his eyes clenched shut, in a trance of warm tongue in his mouth, sucking it like popsicle.

His heart beat faster and faster as your lips came up to his own, he knew that when he kissed this woman and forever wed his unutterable visions to your perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning fork that had been struck upon a star, he broke the harsh kiss, that dominant lips are slightly brushing over your swollen one.

"What are you thinking at this time! when you need to focus, hmm!" his husky and low voice was like melody, as his warm breath spray on your wet lips "Thinking about the men you saw just now! how dare you!"

Catching his hurried breath and spating on your lips when he exhaled, his tone was full of warning, like you're not allowed to think of other men other than him "You..ohmm" you wanted to defend yourself but the moment you voice out, he pressed down again rudely snatching away your sentence and swallows all your words when he kissed you.

As his lip's touch.... you blossomed like a flower and the incarnation was complete.

face coming close to your as your sleepy eyes closing, your medicine-sweet lips puckering up and all the other sounds of the world going silent the rustling of couple's dresses rubbing each others.

your lips responding on his unconsciously like five-years-old lips met his.

And then, somewhere below this, his heart reacting.

moving that moment between two elements, one excitement and the other fear, he tried to pay attention, he tried to hold up his end of things that was rising up each second while kissing this woman, his hands was on the back of your neck pulling you more closer as he tilted his head to give you open mouth kisses.

It's like opening up your soul, tasting feeling and seeing every colour of the rainbow in their own sensual way, almost like catching a smile in a bottle, its softness, its sweetness...