Sunday, September 20, 2009
Hello: Keyshia Williams
He licked at her tongue like he was trying to take the taste of her Smores from her mouth and bring it into his. It had to be the hottest thing that had ever happened to her in years.
Damn his kisses were addictive, but more on the criminal side. Without a doubt, Steven should be slapped with a pair of handcuff for the way he was making her cream her panties. It wasn’t right at all!
God, what if he made love as well as he was kissing her. Keyshia knew it wasn’t possible, but she was sure that she heard her sex-deprived Kitty Kat purr at the thought of Steven being buried deep inside of her body.
No! She couldn’t let that happen. She had to keep her wits about her. She needed to stop Steven before this went any further and she would be begging him to strip her naked right here in front of the fire.
Keyshia tore her mouth away from Steven and instantly regretted the closeness that was missing. “We need to stop,” she panted and then moaned as his sharp teeth nipped at her sensitive neck.