The second our lips touched, I felt an indescribable wave of pleasure that shot through out my whole body, electrocuting every blood cell that it touched. I would have gasped at the enduring force if his lips hadn't captured my voice. I was sure I had never felt anything this pleasing. Yet as fulling as it was, it also left me desperate for more. I couldn't seem to get enough and just knowing that I would eventually have to pull back to breath send my brain in denial.
Maybe this once I wouldn't have to breath.
I dropped my bag and climbed into his lap, never breaking the kiss. All my thoughts were thrown out the window and my common sense didn't exist.
What was my name again?
I didn't know.
All I knew was the outline of Blade's lips. His smell, his eyes, his touch. It was like a poem
