© Copyright 2009 By Loure' Bussey Allura Publishing, An Imprint of Dreamer Entertainment At the windup of our magical night, we hated for it to end. So Greg hung out at my place for another glass of champagne and my favorite movie, Love and Basketball. Watching the movie and sipping my drink, I didn’t realize how tired I had become. Drowsy, I rested my head on Greg’s shoulder and dozed off. However, my eyes couldn’t help but flutter open when I felt gentle caresses on my face, arms, hands, and chest. Soon I awakened even more to the sweetness of Greg’s lips pressing mine. It was as if I had woken up in heaven. Before I knew anything, his luscious tongue explored my mouth. A mad rush of pleasure surged through my body as I sought the honey between his lips too. Greg’s hands then had wandered from the innocent zones of my flesh to my breasts, legs, and thighs. I moaned as the blissful sensations caused a flood of desire in my core. Aching for him to do more, and aching to feel every inch of him, I helped myself. My hands worshipped Greg’s gorgeous body and his cologne’s woodsy scent further lust-drugged me. All the while, his champagne flavored tongue, whipped in and out of my mouth, and down my searing skin. I thought I would lose my mind from the sensual hunger that possessed me. My body craved Greg so much that I trembled. Answering my ravenous need, his hand dipped beneath my dress’ round neckline.