Erica
Antonio tasted of scotch and a smoky masculine texture that was all him. I tried to squirm my hands free but he tightened his hold sending a slight twinge of pain which only made my legs spread for him and a tingle of pleasure settled between my legs. His eyes were open, those golden eyes looked into mine, peering deep down as if he could see my secrets. I closed my eyes and tried to control the kiss.
I battled his tongue with mine and sucked his bottom lip between my teeth, only to bite down on it. His fingers twitched around my wrists and his hand on my breàst squeezed as if in retaliation. I moaned and the kiss turned rougher when we both fought for control. When we parted, both of us were breathing heavily. I could feel my lips swollen and his didn’t look much better.
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