may 28, 2016
we kissed today and it was… beautiful. his lips are as soft as i imagined them and his hands…
they started on my waist and slid up my body onto on my neck and he used them to tip my head to the side. he is a phenomenal kisser, somebody who knows he is and uses his tongue as weapon of mass destruction.
if i could, i never would stop kissing him. i never would stop touching him. even now, hours later, i can feel the pulse of his hand on my neck. my lips still tingle from the kiss(es) and i want more.
i feel drunk off his touch, high off his kiss. he is intoxicating me. if he kisses me again like that…
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the artistry of loving you ; shyan
Fanfictioni got a taste of you and now i'm ready for the whole meal. come to me, love; i want you more than you'll ever know. {lowercase intended} [completed]
