
Gladly, she did as he said and pressed her lips to his. The two of them had been through so much, they deserved to be happy. She pushed all the negative and difficult thoughts to the very back of her mind and concentrated on the here-and-now; on his lips, his arms around her, his hard cock beneath her.
Their mouths opened and their tongues began a dance, a sensuous and very erotic one. Sliding together, battling. She’d almost forgotten how it all worked, how to kiss, how to make love…but she’d figure it out, and fast. Her body already had. Tight nipples, heavy breasts, and slick pussy.
Then she stopped thinking at all. Her brain morphed into a pleasant, fuzzy kind of place while her hormones raced, her nerve endings exploded, and she became one big ball of blissful arousal. Patrick shifted, held her tight, and carried her to her bedroom. Or perhaps they floated.
Depositing her on the bed, he joined her immediately, his lithe body covering hers, his mouth seeking hers once more. His lips took a slight detour, brushing the sensitive skin of her throat, kissing and nipping her. She growled and another rush of juices seeped into her panties.
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Spring has sprung and in all the excitement Mr Blisse has let all the baby bunnies escape, oh no! They’ve scattered around the interwebz and we need you to seek them out for us. There’s a list here of all the places they’ve escaped to, please visit each site and count up the bunnies you find. When you’ve got the grand total Enter the Competition which is running from the 21st April to the 26th April. You could be in with the chance to win lots of fabulous prizes! Good luck, and have fun! 🙂
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‘Almost’ by Sean Michael
Welcome back to Sunday Snog. I’m sharing another snippet from A Problem with Authority, which appears in 
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