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See, this is what I craved.

The guys back home couldn’t kiss like this.

They couldn’t make me feel like this with one touch.

He pulls me tighter to him, and just before I’m completely pressed against him, he stops.

Oh hell no, I need everything.

I stepped forward and pushing my entire body into his.

It felt amazing.

He was all hard and muscle, where I was softer.

The curve of my breasts pressed into his chest.

My thighs pressed into his harder ones.

I wanted this more than I’ve wanted something in my life.

My tongue snaked out into his mouth and his meets mine immediately.

Then, he pulls back.

My own mouth leaned forward to reconnect when a hand grips my jaw.

“What?”

I could feel his own harsh breath against my wet and swollen lips.

“Don’t fucking tease me.”

A snort comes out of him.

Oh, I was loving this.

At least he find me somewhat amusing.

I lick at my bottom lip and softly moan at knowing both of us were combined.

His hand on my jaw moves.

Moves until a gloved finger is resting on the lip I just licked.

“Kiss me.” I breathlessly say.

He kisses me again.

Slowly.

Deeply.

His hand slid from my waist to the small of my back, pulling me closer until I could feel every breath between us.

I kissed him harder.

My hands moved up, finding the edge of his shirt at the bottom.