“You’re fucking perfect,” he assured me, filling my mouth with his hot tongue. Falling back into a deep, drugging kiss, I allowed myself to relax and absorb the sensations jolting through me. He felt so good. His lips were so soft. His body was so hard. His smelled so nice. He tasted so sweet. I was drowning in feelings. Unable to stop myself, I snaked a hand through his wet hair and tugged.
