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He leans in close to kiss your mouth, gliding his lips across yours his teeth bite into your lip, holding on he pulls out, swiping his tongue across it. Letting go he trails a whisper of a kiss to your cheek, then your neck as he nuzzles the soft, unmarked skin of your throat. Each hot breath against your skin and the brush of his whiskered jaw against the skin of you shoulder arouses you. Gently biting your earlobe he whispers…”Would you like to know what I taste like?” Your heart beats frantically in your chest, you feel the pulse pounding in your clit and licking your lips you catch a small taste of him. You whisper…”yes”, as his mouth claims yours and you slide your tongue alongside his, exploring the dark cavern of his mouth. His flavor explodes along your tongue as thoughts explode in your mind ….

He tastes like dark, sinful chocolate and the bite of whiskey sliding down a parched throat.

He tastes like a wild rush of freedom as he binds you and hangs you for his pleasure, leather kissing your skin.

He tastes like a man’s tongue between your legs, slowly stroking and licking your succulent flesh.

He is the caress of a hand against your bare bottom, a slow slap of your soft, pink core just before he mounts you…pushing deep inside your most intimate place…stroking you deep and slow.

He tastes like the heat from the bite as he claims you, making you wet and ready for his penetration.

He tastes like sex…..