He raises an eyebrow, turning to face her<strong>"A taste, eh?"</strong>he eyes her, smirking before taking a step towards her, hands pressed to her waist, leaning in, tugging her waist towards him, as he plants a long, soft kiss on her lips, tongue slipping into her mouth, toying with her own as his hands run up her stomach, rolling her tank top up and over her breasts, palms rubbing at and warming her hard nubs before tugging the shirt over her head, tossing it in the corner.<br/><br/><strong>"So, what exactly did you mean by taste?"</strong>He places a hand on her chest<strong>"This kind?"</strong>his hand runs down her stomach, plunging into her shorts, index finger sliding deep inside her sex, before retreating, hand tugged out and placed against her chin, his finger slipping between her lips, giving her a taste of her own sex,<strong>"Or this kind?"</strong>