The kiss was as light as a feather before his teeth bit on my lower lip.
“Babe! I haven’t brushed my teeth since yesterday!” I complained and tried to pull away but there was no other way out. He tilted his head to the side to get my lips again. His left hand rested on my seat while his right hand brushed the back of my head.
“Did you just call me babe?”
His voice was rasped. I went rigid because of the tone before I realized what he meant. He bit his lower lip before gently biting mine. I kept my lips parted to welcome his leisure kisses. My hands rested on his shoulder when he leaned his forehead to mine.
“Do you recognize who’s kissing you now?” He took another bite. I almost moaned when his tongue grazed my lips. “Hmm?”
“Of course,” I mumbled breathlessly and mimicked him so I
