Take a peek into my devilishly naughty mind

My head was on your chest, and I tilted my face up into your neck. "You smell so good, Can. I wish I could just inhale all of you into me and carry you around with me like a baby kangaroo." Can had to stifle a laugh. You loved the way my mind worked; I was so innocent, but at the same time, I was a temptress without trying. I kissed your neck, then. I pressed my lips against yours for a long time, an opened my mouth and touched my tongue to your skin. "You taste good, too," I hummed. My lips moved up your neck, to the underside of your jaw, your chin, the corner of your mouth.