My heart pounded in my chest as I found myself returning his kiss, my back arching to get closer to him. He kept his hold on my wrists firm, as if he was afraid I would push him off. But I didn't want to. I wanted him to go on and on, and never stop. My body felt electric, as sparks erupted through every inch of my skin.
But as soon as I opened my eyes, we both snapped out of whatever trance that was. I realized he never kissed me, and we were simply staring at each other, both of us breathing hard. He quickly let go and climbed off of me, and I immediately sat up, my chest heaving up and down. There was sweat on my forehead, and I wiped it away, gulping.
"What--What was that?" I muttered, not daring to glance at him. It was too much now. I had to ask him. Why did these weird, realisti
