Chapter 11: The first time.
I don't kiss him with desperation, I don't kiss him with passion, much less with lust.
I kiss him with love.
I catch his upper lip between mine and suck him carefully, gently. My hands on his cheeks take hold, but my thumbs caress his skin as I tip toe to gain more access to his mouth. When my tongue dips into his, I go slow and patient, opening my mouth just enough as I turn my face to get a little more of him.
There is only sweetness, reverence and care in my kiss... everything I feel for him.
It's my one and only last attempt to show him how I feel. It's my way of giving him a chance to understand that I love him so much, that I will give in, even if this is not what I really want. It's my way of putting my heart in his hands and showing him that I
