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Oh, but, babe… you have no idea… whenever I see you… that little curve of your neck just under that devastating jawline…

shivers

Would you mind if I pressed my lips there? If I lingered there, sucking and nibbling as I breathe in your scent?

And as one hand brushes your hair aside from behind and the other finds something to cup, how would you feel if my lips made their way slowly up and back to your ear? Could I suck on your earlobe? Maybe give it a soft nibble, too?

Hmm but then what would happen in that pretty mind of yours if I moved back down, down and across to give you one long, deep kiss on the lips before heading southward again… your chin… under it… along your throat… a kiss here, a kiss there… until I reach the end of your clavicle–oh, that loveliest of bones… then followed gently along it to your shoulder? Then back to your neck…

And if I lingered there? Sucking… nibbling… while my fingers finally slide their way gently home?

Would you like that, babe?

Wanna find out?