I’m doing everything I can to give her something to respond to, and I almost growl with pride when her tongue slips out and gently moves against mine. That’s it, Cookie. Let go. Let your gut take over and just give in. With a shuddered breath, I tilt my head and deepen the kiss. She responds in kind, her lips sliding over mine as my tongue draws hers out to play. Truly play. Our tongues stroke each other in a perfect rhythm that’s ramping up to something resembling indecency. When her hand falls from my forearm onto my lap, and her fingers brush over my groin, I realise it’s not just our kiss
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