As I turned back, my lips brushed against his. The kiss was soft and teasing, seemed incidental at first, and then the initial warmth became a crushing heat that spread through me from that point of contact. I felt it all the way to my toes, and when he ran his tongue over my lower lip, I flicked out my own to answer in kind. “You want to fuck around again, huh? Is that it? Gonna cream your pants for me again? Or maybe you could hold out for my hand this time, hmm?” God, the velvety taunt was as maddening as it was arousing.
