He had no plan of stopping soon. I could feel it with the intensity of his kisses and the way his heart drummed against my chest.
He put his chest against mine and deepened the kiss. I grabbed a fistful of his shirt and let him guide me to an unknown exploration. Giving him my complete trust in exchange for the seeking thrusts of his tongue. It was soft and inviting. Needing me to move on the same rhythm as him but I was too dazed and startled to keep up or even try. I felt lightheaded. I simply let him do all the work. With his left palm under my hair and against my head as support and his right hand was firm on the low of my back, he made sure I wouldn't fall.
But he deepened his tongue inside my mouth. A strangled moan erupted from the back of my throat and butterflies flew wild in
