I lifted my head, and I pulled my arms up. With my hands, I reached for his face, and pulled him toward me. I put my lips on his, and I kissed him desperately. I moved my tongue into his mouth, wanting to be inside there again, wanting to be inside of him.
I moved my mouth back and forth, never letting his lips go. I needed the contact. I needed the connection.
I placed my hands behind his head and pulled his face into mine, then I backed up toward the bed, and pulled us both down on it.
We landed with a thud, with Tom on top of me. I pulled us both in position, and it felt like a wrestling match with only one person, as Tom let me push and pull him to where I needed him to be. Our faces had fallen away from each other when we landed on the bed, and I quickly reached for Tom’s mouth aga
