If Only...

NOT KNOWING BEANS

"I love you." He gasped out, even though it was a very soft kiss. His eyes became darker and his breaths erratic. They stirred up the same reaction in me, as he brushed my hair past my ears.

"Every part of you."

I breathed deeper and looked into his sparkling eyes, thinking of saying the same, but he had already silenced me with his lips.

It felt urgent, like he wanted to pour everything out in one touch. Danny took in a shivery breath and traced his moist, warm lips upward, and my heart was in my mouth when I had understood what he meant when he had said that.

Every part of you . . .

I closed my eyes and tried to breathe now, when I felt his hands rest astride my head. He mumbled something, and then moved down, tilting my head back with his nose. My body was as hot as the sun outside. Only, it tingled in a way it never has. All over. I was too naïve to decide if it was a good thing, because I was anxious more than anything.

I grabbed a hold of his face as he kissed my throat, swallowing, and out of somewhere, jumping on a trampoline to make itself known behind the currently very powerful Goddess of desire, was the foreboding. But I didn't want to think about it right then. I didn't want to think about anything else.

"Danny . . ." I whispered, unable to recognize my own voice, when he kissed me under the lower angles of my jaw on the left. It built up something in me that I have never felt before. I tugged at his hair as he did it again and again. He mumbled something again, and then pulled away so I could see his face fully. He stroked my cheek affectionately; not like he had just been.

"Stop?"

He asked, still breathing heavy, and I impulsively reached up and met his lips softer than he had.

Danny understood and returned the gesture, sliding his fingers into mine as I locked my legs around him and kissed him back. I could feel full-on the warmth of his body and his need for me. My body was too hot and I couldn't tell if I was blushing. We had never done anything like this before. It was so intense and passionate and I didn't want to open my eyes and look. Just feel.

"Alex, I love you." He said, pulling away briefly.

No!

I dragged him back to my lips rather roughly and let mine mould into his. He jerked forward and our bodies collided. Honestly, it hurt. Danny was tall and thin and all but he was a bag of bones. Heavy bones. We shared a laugh, and he rolled onto his back so I was on top.

"Better?" He asked.

Now I remember the blushing. Nevertheless, I continued to kiss him, as he lit my back on fire with his fingers. He stroked me very lovingly, kissing me oh-so sweetly. This felt too good. Unfamiliar. Forbidden. I don't know why we had never done this before . . .

And in the next second, I had my answer.

"Hey, sorry, the store was crowded, but here--"

My eyes flew open and Danny's grip on me loosened, and I stumbled off the bed, off of him, both of us staring at my mother in the doorway in the next second, holding a box of cookies and crème Pop-Tarts. She glanced at me and then leered at him. All it took was the next second for her to understand.

"Mom--" I started off valiantly.

"Get out."

No!

She stepped away, amazingly calm and pointed down the stairs to him. Danny gazed at her for a second, and then hurriedly grabbed his backpack and jacket and headed for it.