TALKING LIPS(4)

"Hnn". She let out a moan as a tingling sensation consumed her. She unconsciously leaned into the kiss eyes closed, Julius's lips impossibly kind against her own.

Julius pulled back and stared at the pink faced woman with eyes glued shut as she reeled from the boring kiss. She took in a deep breath then opened her eyes seeing the man already staring straight at her. She didn't have time to worry about a thing as she saw the mad lust darkening his gaze.

It wasn't enough, he wanted more. As a dominant Julius chased for the thrill of pleasure. He's definitely not the flowery kind and he's tired of taking things slow.

Instantly his hand flew and he grabbed her neck. Unsuspecting, Isobel choked but before she could utter a word, Julius climbed on top and in no time…

Hot lips meshed in an erratic kiss, static currents erupts as he devoured her cherry lips. The smell of her perfume, of the addictive, peachy scent of her conditioner, was dizzying as his body sizzled from excitement.

His arms roamed round her body as he pulled her in more to take in her very being.

He parted her unresponsive mouth allowing his tongue to slip inside.

He could careless about her frozen figure he was far too crippled by the thrilling shiver that ran down his spine and of her juicy lips.

It was not your usual romantic kiss. It was explosive, harsh, mind rendering, intense, vigorous, a fierce kiss filled with the desire to covet and sought to plunder.

He was immersed in her essence, all he could understand was the feeling of their bodies pressed together heatedly against the bed, breathing heavily as they where pressed together.

He could taste their shared breath, feel the thud of their beating heart as he selfishly continued the ravenous kiss.

His hand carded through her silky hair pulling on as he pressed his mouth harder on hers, if possible wanting to swallow her whole.

The other hand slid down her back and landed on her ass squeezing the elastic flesh, feeling the succinct pleasure of having it in his palms, releasing it before roughly grabbing the soft cheek once more.

Isobel flinched and whimpered in fear of the all ravaging male. He was too much, he came off too strong.

She had a hard time processing what was happening as her insides twist and churned. Her heart raced erratically.

She was confused on how to react, on what to feel. Except the awakening lust crippling her soul that she can't deny, she was completely at his mercy.

The kiss went on. It was a long long kiss.

The stimulated male had no intention of stopping. His mouth refused to let go of the the addictive flesh of her lips but the quivering female needed air urgently and fought him for it.

A taut string of saliva stuck to their lips as he pulled back allowing the gasping female air to breathe.

"Haa…"

Rough breaths burst out from her lips.