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CASTLE
I moan against his lips.
I know I should push him away from me but his body is pressed hard against mine and my tongue is busy with his tongue. He was a damn great kisser and no doubt women would line up for him. My mind was scattered elsewhere and I was letting his hands hold on to my waist. My arms slowly wrapped around his neck and I was getting lost with our kiss. His lips knows too well how to invade my mouth.
He is such an amazing kisser. His kiss doesn't want me to pull away from him. His kiss makes me feel lost. He puts me in a good mood. His kisses felt like it was his profession, he was so damn f*****g great at kissing.
He breathes heavily as he brushed his lips on mine and was about to dive in to kiss me for more. Now I felt his hands going up to my upper ribs but
