ASHLEY'S POV
Stephanie's lips were soft.
That was the first thing that registered before my brain completely abandoned its post.
They were softer than any lips I had kissed before.
And she kissed me like she had thought about the exact way she wanted to do it and was taking her time about it now that the moment had arrived.
My hands were on her waist before I decided to put them there.
Then her tongue touched mine and I stopped noticing what my hands were doing because everything suddenly became background.
She pulled back slightly. Looked at me. I looked at her too.
Neither of us asking the obvious question which was “what are we doing?”
Because it was very clear what we were both doing.
And equally clear that neither of us wanted to stop doing it!
"I have thought about this
