Another Wicked six for your Sunday enjoyment.
With her face cradled in his hands, he leaned in close enough her tongue could have traced his lips. Near enough she smelled caramel on his breath and decided he had a thing for hard candy. “Forget your plan. I’ve forgotten mine.”
His mouth covered hers and she had no trouble forgetting everything but his taste. His kiss migrated down her chin and throat as he sank to his knees.
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