This is it. This is really happening, and I’m not stopping it. For the first time I don't feel like a dangerous freak of nature, and it's so freeing. Freeing enough to finally let down my guard.
Eric leans toward me slowly, and as the gap between our lips shrinks, I find it harder and harder to breathe.
A powerful angel, reduced to breathlessness.
But how can someone resist such pure love and devotion?
His lips part slightly as they approach, and mine automatically do the same in response.
Then, finally, his lips tenderly caress mine. At first the kiss is entirely soft and gentle, full of adoration and longing.
We are content just kissing, relishing in the sensation of finally letting go.
But that feeling of complacency doesn’t last for long. Soon it’s replaced by an overwhelming h
