Devouring Kiss

That’s right, we have to kiss…

I felt like I was lost in a daze as Anthony turned to face me. He gently placed his hands on my shoulders before his hands slowly slid down my arms. My body felt frozen in place as a fluttering feeling developed in the pit of my stomach when I realized that he was going to kiss me. Even if it was supposed to be just a ceremonious kiss to seal our wedding vows, it was still a kiss and it would be our first kiss ever. It wasn’t like I didn’t have experience with men but standing in front of Anthony made me feel as nervous and anxious as if I was a young virgin girl all over again.

Without saying a word, Anthony pulled me closer to him as his face approached mine. I felt his large manly hands slide down to the small of my back as he pulled me even closer to him. We were so close that our bodies were pressed together, and I could feel the heat of his body against mine. My eyelids instinctively slid closed as I offered my lips to him in sweet surrender and acceptance. My heartbeat raced wildly as I waited eagerly for his lips to meet mine.

I felt the warmth of his hand gently against the side of my neck for a brief moment before I felt the softness and heat of his lips against mine. Our first kiss started off gentle and even fleeting. It was such a tender and chaste kiss that felt full of love. His lips began moving on mine as he moved to kiss me gently from various angles. Just when I thought that the kiss was starting to last a little too long, Anthony pressed his lips firmly against mine as the hand he placed at the small of my back pushed me against him and held me in place as if to prevent my escape.

My heart skipped a beat when I felt the hot wetness of the tip of his tongue flicking teasingly against my closed lips. He licked my lips while he continued kissing me as he silently asked for my permission to enter my mouth. My lips slowly parted to grant his tongue entry into the wet depths of my mouth. Anthony thrusted his tongue deftly inside my mouth and I felt his heat and taste fill my senses. His tongue moved relentlessly as it explored the cave of my mouth. Our sweet gentle kiss quickly got wetter, deeper, and even more passionate.

“Mhmm…” I moaned softly in my throat although I knew that I wasn’t supposed to.

His kiss quickly grew even more demanding and aggressive to the point where it felt like he was devouring me. I started to panic a little when I was reminded that everyone was looking at us. His tongue entwined with mine until I began grinding my tongue against his in a fervent dance. A tight throbbing sensation developed in my lower abdomen as he continued plundering my mouth with his hot tongue. I knew that I should break our kiss but the moment I tried to move away, his arm tightened around me and then I felt a slight pressure at the back of my head where he held my head in place so that I could not escape from his deep kiss.

The pleasure of his kiss made my body heat up and my legs feel weak. It felt like the sweetest temptation for me to surrender myself to his lead. For the longest time, this man had been my sister’s fiancé but now I’m the one who’s marrying him. I’m the one that he’s kissing and I’m the one that will be by his side from now on. That thought filled my heart with so much bliss; however, my feelings of joy were interrupted by a stinging pain that pierced my lower lip.

Did he just…bite me?

The sweet taste of our kiss was quickly tinged with the slightly metallic taste and smell of blood. His tongue licked my lower lip before thrusting deeply into the depths of my mouth again. I heard myself moaning despite my shock and surprise at his actions. He kissed me deeply as his tongue swirled around mine in a heated dance. I felt so intoxicated by his kiss as I wondered if I would crumble to the floor had he not been holding me in his arms. His body shook a little and I realized that he was chuckling a little as if he was enjoying himself immensely.

When his lips finally let go of mine and his arms loosened from around my body, I was gasping for breath with tears stinging my eyes. I never expected him to kiss me like that. Anthony was supposed to be a warm and loving gentleman, but at the same time, I did not mind seeing this more passionate and aggressive side to him.

There was a moment of awkward silence in the church before loud applause rang out and echoed all around us. I was too busy struggling to breathe and dealing with the mix of excitement and embarrassment that invaded my feelings to care much about the reaction of our spectators. They seemed to have gotten more than they had hoped for from the show that Anthony had decided to put up for them.

My lips felt bruised from his kiss but when I glared at him accusingly, Anthony just showed me a sweet smile. The completely innocent look on his face made me feel like I had imagined the whole episode that had just happened between us just now. That unexpected bold and aggressive change in him seemed to have completely disappeared as if it had not taken place. Anthony was back to his bright and smiling self as he wrapped an arm around my waist and gently pulled me close. I stared up at his face to see him smiling brightly at the crowd of people who were there to celebrate what was supposed to be one of the most joyous days of our lives.

At least, that was how it was supposed to be…

“I can’t wait for tonight to arrive…” Anthony whispered close to my ear.

His warm breath caressed my earlobe, and the seductive sound of his voice made my entire body tremble. Someone I did not recognize approached us and started sharing words of congratulations, but I couldn’t hear what that person was saying at all because all I could think about was our fast-approaching wedding night.

--To be continued…