Nineteen

Ryder closed the distance between us pulling my lips in his and tugging them lightly. I sighed in pleasure as our lips connected. I missed how his lips felt against mine. My arms wrap around his neck and I graze the hairs at the back of his neck. I pulled him closer to me. My body reacted to his instantly and soon I heard a moan escaping my mouth. His mouth was hot and wet as it devoured mine, his tongue circling the inside almost desperately and needy. I felt his tongue pushed in my mouth and I opened up, welcoming him the more.

His fingers find my hair, stroking it gently. Too gently in opposition to what his tongue is doing to me.

I wanted more.

I pulled at his shirt and gripped him, pulling him closer to me but his hands stopped me. He pulled back, resting his forehead against mine, while we both gasped, trying to catch our breath. I almost whimpered at the loss of his lips against mine. I leaned closer to take his lips but he stopped me again.

"Genie…" his voice was groggy. "T