The kiss that always takes my breath away.
Oh, that kiss. That powerful, erotically charged kiss that takes my breath away and makes me go weak at the knees every time. The kiss that tells me how much he loves, wants me. This is how he captured my heart. He would approach me when I wasn't expecting him to, take my hands in his and back me into a wall, a door frame or onto the bed. He'd take both my wrists in one hand and pin me, so...Read On
Added: 10 Feb 2013 | Category: Love Stories |
Avg Score: 4.14 |
Tags: kissing control love passion mild bdsm
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