Almila
I pulled him toward me and pressed my lips against his. The moment I grabbed his collar, he already knew I was going to do this, so he parted his lips and let me slip my tongue inside.
His tongue was warm, unlike his cold body. And now the warmth of my tongue, which I could feel in every corner, began to melt us both.
I leaned into him a little more and pushed my tongue deeper inside. He placed one hand on my hip and began to caress it. I pulled one hand from his collar and grabbed his hair.
Using the hair I held for support, I tilted his head back, and we separated for a moment. When I looked at him, breathless, the color of his eyes had changed.
They seemed almost black, but my vision was blurry, so it could have been an illusion.
He stuck out his tongue and licked my bottom lip, and I stopped staring at him and took his tongue between my lips and sucked on it. I didn't know where this sweet yet bitter taste was coming from, but it spread across my entire palate.
