We were kissing. Not just a little peck kind of kissing. One of Blane’s arms was snaked round my waist, the other hand was gripping the back of my neck as he tried pushed his tongue deeper into my mouth. My mouth had parted for him gladly, our tongues tangling with each other so fiercely it took my breath away. My hands moved up his chest and slid across his broad shoulders.
I had never been kissed like this before, I had barely been kissed at all. This felt more like a first kiss than the one I had with Adam, a co-worker from the hospital. We had hooked up after a night out and dated for a few weeks. It was not very memorable. All I could taste was pepperoni pizza and beer. I never felt like this, lust, desire and longing seared through my body. My back arching as I pushed my body
