I place my hands on his face, gently. Starting with his forehead, I place soft kisses all over his face, lingering on his cheekbones, so finely made. When I reach his mouth, I use my thumbs to caress the delicate skin on each side, silently asking him to open for me. Eyes falling closed, Tim yields to the pressure. He tilts his head slightly and gives me an open-mouthed kiss, hungry and wanting.
I grab hold of his head, hanging on for dear life as I fall prey to his blistering kiss, assaulted on all sides by his taste, smell, just the press of his body against mine.
Tim takes charge of my mouth like a pirate searching for gold, digging in every corner for buried treasure. He sucks on my tongue, bullying it into submission like I hope he will do to my needy hole very, very soon. All I can
