Chapter 5
She closed her eyes. His lips moved rhythmically across hers, and she tried to return the action without seeming clumsy or inexperienced. When his tongue worked its way into her mouth—which for a few seconds was a little gross until she got used to it—she met it with her own. While Ken had never done anything like this before, she wasn’t an i***t. She watched TV and movies. She’d seen other people. And it wasn’t some mysterious craft. Kissing was easy. She liked it.
And she could think of no better candidate for a first kiss than a hot singer, who, while having a questionable fashion sense, was still pretty damn attractive. The only bad thing about this encounter was that it would eventually end, she thought. But Ken tried to ignore that, for now. She wanted to live in the mome
