The kiss was deep, with tongue, lots of it, his and mine.
Leon and I were in his room but we haven't managed to get on his bed just yet. He had me against the door, driving me crazy with his gentle caresses and kisses, his tongue stroking and coaxing inside my mouth. I began to tingle everywhere. My heart was pounding, my stomach fluttered. I gripped his shoulders so I wouldn't fall down.
So consumed by the desire he elicited, I didn't realize what he was doing until he was pulling my shirt over my head. Automatically, I crossed my arms over my chest, feeling shy all of a sudden.
He chuckled. "I've already seen everything, you know."
"I know," I said, my cheeks burning. "But this time, it's different."
"Different because you're sober?"
Before I could answer, he was kissing me again a
