Neck kissing is such a turn on for me.
Tilting my head back, giving them access to the most sensitive parts of my neck.
Them leaning over me, maybe putting their knee between my legs, knowing I won’t be able to resist rubbing against them.
Or maybe I’m on top, sitting in their lap as they kiss and mouth at my neck as I try to keep my hips from rocking into them and try to keep quiet.
Maybe I’m the one at their neck, dragging my teeth across their throat as they whimper. I bite and suck, leaving beautiful red marks that show they’re all mine.
It doesn’t matter if I’m giving or receiving, neck kissing is like flipping a switch in my mind. I’ll be hard and dripping wet in seconds.













