Megan's pov
He wanted to pull away but I held him tighter. His lips were warm and soft. They parted slightly, allowing my tongue to slip inside. I wanted to cherish this moment forever. I could feel the soft tickle of his breath beneath my nose, his fingers carding through my hair as we breathed each other in.
We were both going out of breath and we moaned together before we finally pulled away. His lips looked swollen and I was happy it was my handiwork.
I hugged him tightly to my chest. His elbow was on the bed to support his weight on me.
'I love you! I love you! I love you!’ I kept screaming in my head as my tears refused to stop. He pulled away and I felt empty, he lay beside me and I hugged him again.
“Bryan, please. Don't ever leave me, please," I pleaded for assurance. I pulle
