An unusual sensation passed through each vein of my body, the moment he placed his lips on mine. I was startled beyond words.
But the moment I perceived, my lips started to move; to follow his lead. Well atleast it tried. My fists were tightly holding his shirt, and his hands were wrapped around my waist.
Thank God he's tall, otherwise I wouldn't have fitted in his arms.
I was loving the moment. It felt as if I had been craving for this since forever. I wanted him to touch me, kiss me. And to be very honest, I too wanted to kiss him.
Kiss, which started as a demanding one, was gradually turning into a one brimmed with love and passion. The moment he sucked on my upper lip and his one hand moved up to the back of my neck, it was, as if, I lost all my control. My hands, too, involuntar
