Ceasar.

The kiss was soft and sweet. It lasted for mere seconds, yet it lingered on the my lips like a caress of a lover’s fingers. She tasted like mint, honey, and an exotic spice that was uniquely her – a mix of her unique essence and the scent of her skin. I could never get enough of this taste.

Her hands were in my hair, tugging me closer to her, while my lips explored hers with more fervor than ever before. Her tongue played with mine, making a mess of everything as we moved together like waves crashing against one another.

My hand roamed over her body, exploring her...