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“Look at me, Penelope,” he said in that low voice, so I lifted and turned my head. He used his index finger to rub something thick and sticky onto my lips, and when I darted out my tongue to taste it, I realized it was the honey. Before I knew what was going on, he brought his face to mine and started licking off the honey - gently at first, but then he started really savoring it. He held me by the back of my head as he sucked and licked and made little appreciative sounds. I suddenly realized the sounds were coming from me. I broke the kiss, and his eyes searched my face intently.” — Daria T. Rowan
Look at me, Penelope,” he said in that low voice, so I lifted and turned my head.
He used his index finger to rub something thick and sticky onto my lips, and when I darted out my tongue to taste it, I realized it was the honey. Before I knew what was going on, he brought his face to mine and started licking off the honey - gently at first, but then he started really savoring it. He held me by the back of my head as he sucked and licked and made little appreciative sounds. I suddenly realized the sounds were coming from me. I broke the kiss, and his eyes searched my face intently.