Connors lips had to be the softest I had ever felt on mine. It was like two soft pillows when he went in for the soft kisses and the hard. His hands were just the right amount of rough and calloused as they ran up and down my back under my shirt.
“You taste..” Connor kissed me again licking the seam of my lips, “like the best damn birthday cake I have ever tasted. Its always been my go-to dessert, but I am changing that to your lips and the rest of you.”
I chuckled. “Your lucky you are such a good kisser because some of the things you say worry me. You have either practiced them so much it comes natural or you overheard someone else saying it.”
Connor groaned kissing me again as he moved his hands down to my hips. “I may have looked up some sweet things to say on the internet after the
