I close my eyes and think about kissing.
You know... slow kisses...
where it takes overlong to actually connect the lips,
as you anticipate the sensation.
Fingers climbing into hair up the back of a soft neck...
Sliding lips down to envelop a full bottom lip
and not so gently bite it,
and then kiss it better.
A tongue, trailing over her lips
and the moisture of the kiss as aggression sets it...
moisture that cools skin around my lips as she
literally smears her mouth across my lips,
suddenly pushing herself towards my hip bone
I pull her hair, her head tips back, and a subtle noise escapes her lips.
oh... yeah... sorry... ok, I'll stop... freaking cigs.