Airport

I push my hips forward and have an arm around your neck because your hair isn’t long enough to grab and I pull your mouth to me and stand on my toes to make myself taller than you so I can put some force into the kiss that I am using to claim you, and I slip one hand under your shirt and touch your skin softly while I taste your mouth and your tongue and feel your lips moving under mine…

—Airport, from Domme Chronicles: Erotic tales of love, passion, & domination