Your lips are soft against mine. they move slowly and leave a trail of wetness behind. and even after you pull away i can still taste you. a mix of cigarette smoke and beer. you lean back in your chair and watch me with an amused look in your eyes. like you're waiting to see what i'll do. and seeing how i'm not one to dissapoint -- i lean into you until your lips are touching mine .it's always soft at first. lips barely moving against each other. almost like neither one of us really wants it to end too quickly. i feel your tongue brush my lower lip . sigh. but not sure if it came from me or you. and it's not like it really matters right now.
Feel your fingers against the side of my face. moving slowly until they are tangled in my hair . and it's beautiful. what you make me feel. I melt beneath your touch. and your kiss is fire and something else that i can't really describe. soon your tongue is inside my mouth. but all i can really think about is how incredibly soft your lips are.
