There's always a time in our life where we will do something we don't think about. Like we did it absent mindedly or unconsciously. But the crazy part is, we actually didn't regret it; instead, we enjoyed it.
"Calm me" was all he said and all logic reasons left me.
I wrapped my arms around his neck while he wrapped his around my waist. His breathing became heavier and his eyes became darker, if that is even possible. He pulled me closer to him and there's no space left between us. He glanced at my lips as if he wants them before staring back into my eyes.
Need is what I saw in his dark orbs and I can't seem to think anymore. He is just so inviting; so irresistible.
I glanced at his lips which is so moist, so wet, so full. God, he is so tempting. What would it feel like to just...feel them against mine?
"Do it" he murmured to me and he leans closer. Without any thought, I also leaned closer and before I know it; we're already kissing.
This is actually my first kiss. I never thought anything about my love life like, who would be my first kiss, my first hug, my first boyfriend. I just don't think much about it because all my life, I've never been love. My own family couldn't even love me, how much more to another person who is nothing to me? But since I kissed him, there's this spark that I felt. It was overwhelming but good at the same time. It feels as if I'm being cared for...important.
He kissed me slowly, tenderly and gently which quite stuns me. Being a dominant, I expect him to be...dominating but no. He's gentle and caring. Butterflies then filled my stomach and I thought there are even caterpillars inside. Eeew!
Soon, he started getting faster, more needful, more desperate. I am suppose to be inexperienced but everything seems to come naturally when I'm with him. And besides, I have read a lot of romance novels and I quite learned from those.
Our lips moved in sync, drowned in a perfect rhythm. He pulled me even closer to him that results a gasp from me. He tilted his head a little as he deepened the kiss. It was mind blowing. So passionate and erotic. I feel like I'm in cloud nine.
I feel my own need for him and I slowly reached upwards and entangle my fingers in his soft black hair. I couldn't seem to stop myself from feeling his soft hair towards my fingers as I lightly tugged at it.
Suddenly, he bit my lip. It was so surprising that I lightly moan at the sensation. He bit again and I get the message. Opening my mouth, his tongue dipped inside and explored my mouth. Tasting, exploring....memorizing.
After a while, we pull apart to catch our breath. Zach leaned his forehead on mine as we try to regulate our breathing.
"God, you feel so...good" he murmured as if he's in an enchanting haze that he doesn't want to leave.
I just stayed silent while processing what the hell happened.
I kissed him. I actually kissed him! What the hell? I never wanted to be with someone in my life and I kissed him?! What the hell is wrong with me?