Kiss It Better
she asks, squeezing my hand before taking a big bite of fluffy, pink cotton candy.
A little piece gets stuck on the corner of her lip, and I pull her close, bending down to kiss it away. “How sweet you taste,” I murmur, taking her lips with mine and licking inside her mouth. She kisses me back, but then tilts her chin up, narrowing her eyes at me. I already know what her response is going to be. “It’s all you, babygirl. Not the candy. Just...you.”
I kiss her again, because how can I not? She sighs into my mouth, relaxing against me and surrendering to this. To me. To us.
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