C79 Can't give you forever

‘I want you to kiss me,’ she said, and heat burned his lungs on an inhale. ‘I want you to crush my lips to yours and fill my mouth with your tongue.’ Her words were an erotic fantasy, the imagery of it, slashing red marks across his cheeks. ‘I want to taste you,’ she said, ‘and I want you to taste me,’ the soft wishes morphing into something hot and carnal. ‘I want you to touch me