He made me laugh and his smile made his lips sparkle with supple lusciousness. They were soft, pillowy and deliciously sweet. I took short, breathy kisses just teasing and tasting him. Then he held my face in his hands, he said "I need to kiss you, can I please kiss you"--moving in so slowly, just barely touching his lips to mine as his hand went into my hair to grasp in softly, yet firm. I anticipated the pull forward only for him to hold me tight and look into my eyes saying, " I need to kiss you, please I need to taste you" I became putty in his hands as I heard him beg and felt his breath against my lips. I was breathless and almost begging for his lips to touch mine as he held me steady and repeated his words until I was able to utter "yes" through my staggered breathing. Then slowly and intently he pressed his lips to mine and tenderly slid his tongue between my lips in the most passionate kiss I have ever experienced.
This is "THE KISS" that all others will now be held to:)
Precious
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