I studied her face for a moment before cupping the side of her cheek, needing to touch skin. It was so soft, I had to taste it as well. There was no stopping me now, as I lowered my head to her neck on the other side. My tongue carving its way up the side of her neck, making her gasp as my pants became impossibly tight.
“When was the last time you felt like a woman?” Yeah, that sounded dumb.
But the shiver that went down her spine and the goosebumps that appeared said she liked it.
“I… I…”
I loved that she couldn’t find her words.
I couldn't stop myself from playing with the goosebumps with my tongue. She tasted salty, yet sweet and smelt amazing. I was drawn to her in nothing but a possessive and predatory way. A way I had never felt before especially now that I had her in my arms.
