ALMA
His lips slammed against mine in one swift motion, and my mind was wrapped in a haze. I forgot everything else. I couldn't think of anything but those lips on mine. I had thought about it all evening—kissing him, touching him, and then I felt like I was about to explode.
I was frozen on the spot, and my entire body shook as Carl's rigid arms held me in place. His lips were soft like silk, and despite the force behind his kiss, it remained so subtle and equally defiant.
He tasted like whiskey— the kind I never wanted to take my mouth off and I found myself submitting to his touch, despite all the voices in my head that screamed for me not to.
My stomach churned, and my whole body felt like it was on fire. I slid my arm around his neck to steady myself, leaning into the kiss. I shou
