RYKER
I pulled her mouth gently toward mine, my hands resting possessively on her waist. I captured her lips with mine slowly, taking my time, parting them gently with my tongue and tasting the sweet wine still lingering there. My tongue explored her mouth thoroughly, sliding against hers, coaxing her to respond and participate.
She tasted incredible, sweet and intoxicating, and I felt her body relax slightly into mine as she started kissing me back tentatively at first, then with more confidence.
My tongue stroking against hers, teaching her the rhythm I wanted. My hands slid from her waist up her sides slowly, feeling the heat of her skin through the thin fabric of her robe. I could feel her heart racing under my palms.
My right hand moved up to cup her breast through the silk, squeezing gently, feeling the weight of it in my palm. She gasped into my mouth at the contact and I swallowed the sound, using it as an opportunity to explore deeper.
