His lips pressed soft against mine as his body pushed against mine. I stood my ground, wanting to show my desire for the kiss as well as I set my fingers within his hair and became lossed in this passionate buss. My mind began to race in thoughts of him using the desk or the wall to sandwich me between and take advantage of this time alone. But he also remained within this kiss, not wanting to rush into anything and due to the feeling I received by him doing such, I agreed with this thought. His fingers wrapped around the base of my head, moving me in response to his kiss as I felt my heart race to the point of dangerous palpitations. We pulled apart only for breath but joined again, seconds later, only to fall back into our same sensual pattern.
The way he kissed had felt soft yet pass
