Kiss me quick I'm Irish!
So I thought I'd share a couple of kisses.
A Saint's Salvation
Nick could hear her suck in a breath, in surprise or appreciation? Nick hoped to find out. He moved closer and with the sun no longer in his eyes, surprise slammed him upside the head. Nick grinned and stepped forward, trapping her against the railing. Her face had lit up, her smile diamond bright. His soul burst with happiness, responding to the joy in her face.
“Hello, beautiful.” Nick leaned down, pulling her curves against him and ravaged her mouth, not about to give her a chance to reject him. He felt her breath catch and then her arms came around his neck. He heard her glass hit the balcony floor. Nick shifted, sliding his lips along her neck. “I never dreamed it would be you.”
Nick ran his hands down her back. The thin silk dress she wore left little hidden from his hands. Nick smoothed his hands across her ass and pulled her up and fitted her heat against his growing erection. Nick couldn’t feel any panty lines. With her arms around his neck, holding tight as he kissed her, Nick grabbed her thighs and wrapped them around his hips.
Leading her to the dance floor, the low level lighting gave it an intimate feel, Nick pulled Angelina into his arms. Pulling her against him, swaying to the music, Nick kissed her. Her lips were soft and sweet, tasting of the coffee that had ended their meal. Nick nibbled at her mouth, sweeping his tongue inside to taste her. At her moan Nick pulled back and rested his head on top of hers and tightened his arms, sighing contentedly.
So, being Irish is all about the kisses to me!
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