I pull her into me, my lips crash into hers, and she grips my shirt with both hands. Her scent permeates the air. I love it. Clean and crisp. She gasps, and I take advantage of her open mouth to taste her. I’d do anything to hear a gasp like that again. I swipe my tongue across hers. She tastes like toothpaste and her. My hand slides in her hair, then she moves her mouth in tandem with mine. This woman can kiss. Hard nipples brush against my chest, and I walk her backward into the doorframe. Her lips are perfectly matched with mine. She smells like heaven, and tastes just as good. It’s not
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