[Smoker or not, the truth is that he's incredibly easy to kiss. She doesn't taste the remnants of smoke on his tongue, she tastes him and as a result it awakens a state of arousal that starts with a little fire in the pit of her stomach. Carries on, with her nails digging into the nape of his neck, when he squeezes her butt, and the attempt to raise herself up on her toes to get closer.
Of course, for her wishes of being pressed along his body everywhere right now, the height difference between them is an obstacle. So it ends in a grunt.]
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Of course, for her wishes of being pressed along his body everywhere right now, the height difference between them is an obstacle. So it ends in a grunt.]