Moments later, I’m traveling down a path of no return, losing myself in the sensation. Our lips crash together, and he tastes like strawberry jelly and toothpaste. I pant into his mouth, riding the never-ending wave as our bodies rock together. When I bite his bottom lip, Travis’s body tenses. His fingers dig into my hips while he fights the impending o****m that’s building, but it’s a losing battle. As he comes, Travis wraps his arms around my body and holds me tight as if he never wants to let me go. We stay in that position for a while, slowly and passionately kissing one another, our eyes speaking words that our lips can’t translate. We’re frozen in time, and nothing else matters.
“You’re beautiful. And I know what you’re getting for your birthday, my birthday, and for Christmas.”
“W
