I want your kisses.

I want them on my face and just below my ear. I want to feel that rasp of stubble as you kiss where my neck meets my shoulder.

I want your affectionate, playful kisses nipping at the corners of my mouth. I want your gentle ones on my lips.

I want to trace your lips with the tip of my tongue, and you to return the pleasure with more pressure.

Yes!

I want your fervour, the puff of your breath punctuating each cascade of kisses, the lushness of your mouth on mine.

I want your kisses.

And then I want more.