It was not my first kiss, but it felt like it. It was warm, soft, and gentle. Every touch of our lips was sending waves of electricity in my system. I disregard the embarrassment and just did as I wished. I jumped in front of him until I was straddling him. He let out a loud groan in his throat but I couldn’t tell if it was an apprehension or otherwise. I believed it was the former since his kisses deepened. His arms gently wrapped around me.
“You’re neither too young nor too old for me, August,” I whispered in between the kisses. “You’re just right for me. I never wanted as much I want you now.” He was giving me open kisses while I said those words. Then he stopped to take gentle breaths. Our forehead against each other. I didn’t want to end the kiss I kissed him again. He did not hesit
