Our tongues were stuck in a brutal fight for dominance, both of us refusing to submit. I was the first to give in. I let him take charge and have his way with me. It was the best feeling in the world. It felt like coming up for air after being underwater for too long.
I could get lost in this–in the feel of him. My hands somehow found their way around his neck and pulled at the hair at the nape of his neck. He groaned into the kiss. I repeated the action, loving the way he reacted to my touch.
His hands greedily explored my body until I felt his fingers digging into the back of my thighs and hoisting me up. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist and allowed him to deepen the kiss. He tasted sweet, like candy. I couldn’t get enough of him.
Eventually, we had to come up for a
