Chapter 11: Indulgence
Pax’s kiss was magical: an aphrodisiac of pure lust. Our half-parted mouths connected us as our noses rubbed gently. His tongue explored my tongue, quickly retreated, and touched my lips and teeth yet again. I was almost breathless, completely enamored of him, helpless in his arms and under his unexpected s*x-hex.
I could have pushed him away, but chose not to. Instead, I relished the feeling of our bodies pressed together, and I enjoyed a kiss that I’d always remember no matter how old I got. Desire filled me and I became his plaything, driven by my own greed for him, by my spirited and unconditional longing for his hunger to couple his body with my own and never let it dissipate.
There was no thunder that night except for our heartbeats. The autumn rain drumme
