

You move towards me, tall and powerful, you cut through the people between us.
Then suddenly, you’re there. Right there. In front of me. The sounds around us disappear and nothing can stop how we react. Volatile clashing of our lips meeting. Your fingers tight at the back of my head, holding me firm against your exploring mouth.
Your tongue slips between my lips, our tongues dancing between our parted mouths. The wet swirling movements mimicking how our bodies want to connect. Your hand tightens in my hair and pull me tighter to your body…