The party was going strong when I arrived. I was sitting on the couch when he entered the room.
There were plenty of other seats, but he sat next to me. I felt him staring at me, and I turned toward him. He was so close, I could smell the watermelon martini on his breath. I felt a spark of excitement. He was the hottest-looking man at the party. All I could think of was how soft his full lips would feel against mine. I boldly asked him if he wanted to kiss me. In response, he leaned in and gave me a kiss so deep, it warmed me all the way through and made me wet. There were so many sparks flying between us that we were out of breath when I finally broke the kiss.
He took my hand and led me out onto the porch. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me again. His tongue tasted so sweet, and he felt so good. His... Read More