When I pull my face away from hers, I say, “I’m sorry,” barely above a whisper. Then I notice her blue eyes are dark and shimmering. Her eyelashes slowly brush the tops of her cheeks as she closes her eyes again. She must have enjoyed that as much as I did. I place my hands on the sides of her face so my finger tips slide into her soft wavy hair. My thumbs brush back and forth on her jaw bone before I use one of them to gently trace her lips. I want to kiss her again..
I don’t have to ask. Slowly she raises her face to mine and her eyelashes flutter open as her lips part invitingly. I tilt my head to the side and place two small kisses on her lips, followed by a third more passionate. My tongue excitedly goes into her warm mouth to taste her. In return, her wet tongue slides across my li
