KISS AND TELL — vices

There he was, standing tall...he ticked all the boxes...tall, dark and handsome. As he turned, his kind eyes staring through to my soul. I moved closer, mesmerized by his gaze. He reached down and took my face in his hands drawing me in with both my body and mind. As his lips touched mine, my knees felt weak, certain I would never have been able to walk again unassisted.  His lips, tasted of coffee and cigarettes....and never until that moment did I realize how sexy dirty habits could taste. When our tongues met, all my resolve was gone, I melted into his...