When his warm, soft lips brushed soothingly to mine and his arms wrapped securely around me, a strong surge of true, genuine calmness washed over me. No inhibition. No worry. No struggle. Only savoring, relishing that feeling of being at peace--something my body, my entire system hadn't engulfed for a long time that it became a foreign yet addicting sensation.
When he was trying to move away, I put my arms around his neck, locked it, and pulled him back to respond to his kiss. His hands smoothly glided upward to hold my nape and his fingers caressed my skin there, making me cling to him more.
For once, both my mind and heart were not in a dispute; They both wanted this kiss. It was like a breath of fresh air that I needed not to argue or convince my mind of anything. I guessed that's wh
