In the heat of the moment, I felt the rush of anticipation as I leaned in to taste him. As my lips met his, a surge of desire shot through my body, igniting a fire within me. With every flick of my tongue and gentle caress of my lips, I could feel his pleasure building, his moans of ecstasy spurring me on. I lost myself in the rhythm, completely focused on his pleasure, determined to bring him to the edge and beyond. The taste of him, the feel of him in my mouth, it was intoxicating, a deliciously sinful act that left me breathless and craving more. In that moment, I knew that I held the power to satisfy him in a way no one else could, and it fueled my passion even more.
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