I swear my heart stopped for what seemed to be more than a minute, or maybe I was hallucinating. Perhaps the kiss was a hallucination, too. Finding that it wasn't through the slight brush of his mouth against mine snapped me to reality.
Gerald was kissing me. He had laid his lips to mine. I spasmed against him, welcoming strange yet immensely fiery currents down my legs and my arms, and my entire body danced to the rhythm of his. And I tried to fight it, to shove him off of me, but this kiss. His ever so respectful lips and thumping hearts between us both. It sent me into a rainy heaven.
His hand rested on my hip while the other raked up and through my hair, stroking and twisting just as his lips did on mine. The breath that I needed was drawn from his mouth, and my eyes reflexively shut
