Fey
Our mouths dance together in near harmony. I have never been kissed like this. I mean, I have never been kissed at all, but I don’t think it’s supposed to feel like this. It’s so consuming. Like he is possessing my soul. He seems to know exactly what I want before I do, making all the right moves. I can do nothing but submit to him as he guides me through this experience of a kiss. If I could think rationally right now I would probably be horrified at how I react to him. How everything seems to fit so perfectly, just right. How his lips are just soft enough and just warm enough. How his hand sinks into the hair at the nape of my neck triggering a shiver down my spine. How he elicits a moan out of me when he deepens the kiss. How I groan in frustration for just a second when he pulls b
