BERYL
My eyes involuntarily flutter closed and our lips begin moving in sync. Henry's tongue brushes against my bottom lip as if asking for entrance and I hesitantly open my mouth and his tongue dances with mine.
I feel my knees weaken and I grab his jacket.
He holds my waist and pulls me impossibly close, his large surprisingly soft hand cupping my cheeks.
Butterflies roam in my belly and I can feel heat pool at my core. The kiss is slow but deep and I feel a certain longing that I don't understand.
His kiss and his touch makes foreign sensation flow through my body.
My breathe comes out heavy and I can tell my cheeks are bright red when we finally pull away.
He leans his forehead against mine and we just stand in silence.
“You've no idea how I've wanted to do that!” he murmurs. H
