Shadows And Sirens
He tastes so f*cking addictive, I can do this forever.
I release him after a few minutes, leaving him flushed like a red apple. I take a deep breath in, captivated by the way he looks at me, making me want to devour him.
He falls onto the duvet and turn away from me, "You kiss like a dementor in Harry Potter."
"Is that an insult?" I ask, poking at his sides, he squeals and moves away from me.
"No way!"
Should put some soothing gel on his neck.
Bab Populer