~Sayd~
He kissed me slowly, softly and gingerly, like he was afraid of doing it, like I was forbidden, like he feared I would break if he touched me wrong. I was fully aware of the scars, bruises and flaws that I had but his lips communicated otherwise, he told me I was beautiful and perfect.
I held into his arms just for me to be sure that what was happening was real life. That I wasn't dreaming of how perfect this moment with him felt. Chills ran down my body as his hands moved to my waist pulling me closer to him. Sending a burning sensation erupting through my body. Our kiss deepened into something that was far from innocent. My breathing began to accelerate as his lips became demanding and passionate. Somehow I found my back against the hood of the car. My hands went to either side
