It was late afternoon, when we got the message that he had to leave. My mind went crazy knowing that I needed to kiss this boy before he took another step closer to the door. As he stood up after putting on his shoes, I stepped right in front of him. My eyes met his. I was so upset that he had to leave so soon. He then pulled me into a hug right as I was about to go on my tippy toes to kiss him. The warmth of his body against mine made my heart just explode, and all the blood rushed to my face. He then pulled away and looked me in the eyes, staring right past my "self-control" wall to read my mind about what I wanted from him. He leaned in and with a rush of relief I felt his lips touch mine. I was rubber. No longer able to move or control my nerves. It was at that specific moment, that I wanted to sit on his lap and just kiss the absolute life out of him. All my troubles washed away. Even though the kiss lasted for .2 seconds, the burning sensation on my lips stayed until the next day. To this day, I wished I had done more to him, and with him while we still had time.
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Unspoken Truths
Teen FictionHey. This is just a collection of my deepest and darkest desires. In a sense this "story" will be my journal, of all the sexual sins I want to commit.
