May I taste you?
He moves his lips nearer to my puls vein and my heart stops. Is he going to bite me? I feel his warm tongue on my neck. He then plants a soft wet kiss on my collarbone
''You thought I was going to bite you, didn't you?'' he says with a smirk
''Yes you did, I can hear your heart''
''Well you heard wrong'' I say as I try to look like I don't care. I try to move from his grip, but he once again pushes me against the wall.
''Oh really? Aren't you scared of me?''
I shake my head no.
This is the first time I'm writing fiction, so sorry for my bad imagination. I hope you'll enjoy the story.