Michael
Holy s**t.
This is so amazing. I thought as he lay on top of me, nibbling on my lips. His hands were already under my shirt, stroking my bare chest and stomach. His rough hands caressed my hot skin so gently that it was almost unbearable for me.
I have kissed plenty of times before, but it never felt this good. I could feel myself slowly getting hard, but this time, I wasn't afraid.
He froze all of a sudden, and I didn't feel his lips moving anymore. No, no, why did he stop kissing me?
"Shit...what am I doing?" he mumbled against my lips.
Now is not the time to feel guilty, Jacob. I'm in the middle of experiencing heaven. I thought to myself and begged him to keep going in my mind since I was too much of a chicken to say anything out loud.
He let go of me and stood up. "I'm
