The rhythm of my heart increased, poundingfuriously against my chest. "Aamon?" Iquivered."Shh, baby girl," he placed a finger on my lips, leaned in burying his head in my neck, inhaling me like I was cocaine."I need you to write about this, Haven," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. "Write about the way I make you feel."His fingers traced circles on my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I tried to focus on his words, but all I could think about was the way he was touching me.His mouth descended and he peppered kissesalong my collar bone and over my shoulderas his one hand held my waist and his thumbstroked my skin"God!" I moaned as his mouth moved lower to my chest and I rose my hips like it was all natural for us to do this. I wanted more contact with him.Slowly he kissed his way, his head leveled with my chest, It always begins with some foreplay, preferably kissing. Be it on your lips, your forehead, stomach, breast, legs, or your pussy. If he loves you he wi
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