Sienna DiMarco
When Sal tried to pull away, I held his neck and head in place and deepened the kiss. I couldn't hold myself back.
I was surprised by my actions. For a brief moment, I hesitated… Sal wanted to part ways. I forced him to stay there. God! How embarrassing! He grunted, and I jerked away. His eyes were different; they were not tender. I expected to find anger for forcing him to kiss me, but instead I found fire. I trembled.
“I am sorry,” I mumbled, and he shook his head, slowly, his eyes ablaze.
"Don't you ever hold back," he said, and then crashed his lips on mine. He was always initiating intimate contact; he was the one who always kissed me as if the world would end in the next five minutes… this was the first time I had done something like that, and I expected him to
