CASSIAN
I'd had my fair share of beautiful women and more than a few good kisses from skilled women.
But this one… it was like her lips were designed just for me.
Inexperienced and perfect.
Those soft lips on mine, followed by a stroke of her tongue, made a throaty sigh escape my lungs. I caught it in.
I fucking didn't let her see how knocked up I was.
Ten meters apart. That was her condition. Not mine.
And here we were, her tongue already itching to drink me in, our bodies crashing into each other like some center of gravity loop.
I couldn't blame her. I was too hot to be ignored. Ten metres. Twenty. She'd still fall for me.
The ladies did. And I drank in the credits.
My hand dropped to her side, brushing her hip slightly. Her skin burned against my fingers.
God, she undid me.
Her breath on my face was hot enough to liquefy my entire system.
Jesus!
Before I had time to taste that bliss on her tongue again, she pulled back, but fuck, I already had a hard-on.
