My heart was beating so fast, and I was scared, but not so scared to not get closer. I walked up to him, wrapped my arms around his neck, and kissed him. I felt the electricity of that kiss all the way to the tips of my toes. I sighed into his mouth while he grabbed my hips, crushing me against him. Not much had made sense in my life for so long, but this kiss, this man, I was certain of.

After a few short and fevered kisses, he lifted his hands, placing them on both sides of my face as he pried my lips open with his tongue. He licked in slowly, like he wanted to know me from the inside. I moaned and leaned in closer, bit his lip playfully, and got a surprised groan for my efforts. I felt the thrill of his tongue tangling with mine, our breaths mingling. Hot and hungry, and the sensation moved through me like wildfire.

He felt so good.

I couldn’t get close enough, touch enough. Soon I had my hands down by his ass, squeezing hard, which got me a nip on the lip.

“You like that, konjo?” he breathed out, voice tight from lust.

I groaned as I tried to get closer. “I can’t stop touching, and you smell so good. What is that?”

He made a husky sound, a mix between a laugh and a groan, and ran his lips down my neck while his hands wrecked my hair. I was so hard already, and when I grabbed his dick over his jeans, I felt it pulse in my hand.

“What did you say?” he asked between sucking on my Adam’s apple and pinching my nipple through my shirt.

I moaned from the pulse of pleasure from his touch and struggled to recall what he was asking me about. “What? Uh, oh? Perfume.” I sniffed him again and he laughed.

“Oh, it’s Pasha—my sister got it for me. You like it?”

“Yes, and it was already impossible for me to focus whenever you were around, all hot and smelling good. Now that I know your kisses are fire and your tongue is fucking magic, I’m really concerned about my productivity.”

He chuckled and made a grab for my cock, which was rock hard. “But I haven’t shown you even a fraction of the things I can do with my mouth.” He turned his head then and ran his tongue down the side of my neck, and I swear I blacked out for a second. “Or with my tongue.”

“Oh god. You’re going to kill me.”

Another husky chuckle, and then his strong arms tightened around me. His eyes were like embers on my skin as he pressed a hand to the bulge in my jeans. “I want to taste you, Desta. I want to lick and suck you until you come in my mouth.”

Holy shit.