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The bubbles in the champagne rose toward the surface and as they reached the surface they burst finding their final freedom. A finger plunged into the sparking wine caused a vortex as it stirred the golden liquid. The finger withdrew taking with it traces of the champagne. I watched as the finger approached my mouth and brushed lightly on my lips. I had the slightly sour taste on my lips as his lips approached mine. The kiss was delicate and his tongue brushed lightly on my lips to taste the champagne. One more time his finger plunged into the champagne flute and once again his digit caressed my lips leaving traces of the champagne for the tasting. His lips touched mine and his tongue brushed softly over them, but this time it lingered and parted my lips, pushed past my teeth to find my tongue. For a moment our tongues rested, joined at a molecular level by the strands of taste of the expensive champagne. As the kiss lingered I found myself being swept away on a tide of sensation. I wanted more. His lips withdrew and his eyes looked deeply into mine. I was sensed his smile in the glint of his eyes, but I found myself getting lost in their depths. I was aware of a movement. Then a damp finger touched my neck just below my ear. I felt a shiver as his tongue lapped up the trace of champagne on my neck. The universe was getting smaller. What happened outside of this place and this time faded and his touch and my sensations became all that existed. He repeated his little ritual of dabbing his finger in the wine and touching a part of my body, then licking the traces of the fine champagne left there. It tickled, it thrilled, my body was a live wire and sparks flew wherever he touched. He touched ...

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