He swore it was a lie the moment her lips touch his. How could this electricity be as shocking as this bed they both shared? Her face gleamed with an air of sophistication but her touch was that of a slut. Never mind her wondering hands, as his belt was undone; never mind the temptations. With a certain song stuck in his sloshed head, he capitulated to his antagonist. “I assume this is how it’s going to be.” He thought as he closed his blue eyes.Her breath was poignant on his bare chest, and her nails scratched ever so lightly along his naked hips.
Here was this girl, alone for the first time, yet together for what seemed like eternity. And here was this boy, crazed at his uncertain future, but content at this very moment. Below the...[read more]