Chapter 36: A teenage kiss

We're alone in his room. This was a bad decision. Something's going I happen that I'll probably regret. He's sitting close to me, and I eye him warily. He turns and looks at me, puts his hand on mine. I was right, something's going to happen. I don't know what to do. His eyes are clouded with lust and purpose. They burn a deep, deep chocolate, and his cheeks are a bit flushed. He's only a moment away. I can feel his breath on my skin. It's hot and almost feverish, and burns my neck and lips. I close my eyes. As much as I don't want something like this to progress between us, I can't help imagine what it would be like. I let him place his lips on mine, and feel the damp lips hot against mine. He moves his hand from mine and drags it to my shoulder. The other he places on my neck, securing my lips against his as if he can read my mind. I pull back and detach his mouth from mine. His lips don't stop. They move along my face, creating a tingling trail from my cheeks, along my jawline, down my neck. He suckles my collar bone, then moves back up to the side of my neck, below my ear. His hands are at my waist, and I raise my hands to touch him, too. I feel his back, trace his spine, then bring my fingers to the front and feel the firmness of his chest. I reach one hand up to the nape of his neck, and stroke it, as he makes his way back up to my mouth. His lips beg entrance and I let him in, and explore with my tongue his teeth, his tongue. I feel him smile. I push him off of me, and look away.