As our lips smashed together, it wasn't like how I expected it to be, rough..harsh maybe.
Nobody had to tell me that his emotions were mixed with anger and arousal, so I expected him to be rough, but he slowed, taking his time, to taste my lips.
Yes, I was shocked, but it only took me a second to grasp his lips with mine and kiss him back. I had never known that I longed for his lips.
Both his hands held my waist while mine was on his chest, our lips worked gently together, just like you would slowly take your time to sample how sweet a food is.
A hiss left his lips and he pulled me closer into him, his soft lips were now pressing more into mine, biting my lips gently but in a way that made me moan. He deepened the kiss and I gave him way, more urgently, more needful, he locked our mou
