Ninety Eight : 21++

The small fire that was inside me ignited so that it burned me to the core. I don't know what I'm doing right now but I kiss him, so aggressively and passionately untill I push him onto the couch, onto his lap and kiss him again.

My heart pounded as our tongues touched and danced, just like it did the first time, and the last time. Whenever I kiss him, I know that it will feel like the first time I did it. We kissed and kissed, and though he would have known this if I had acted differently, he didn't push me. He's waiting for me. He just followed my lead, saying nothing as I pressed a small kiss on the back of his throat.

Sliding his palm up and down my arm, he remains still as I pull my hand up to his chest. When I reached his stomach, I knelt down. His hands slip away from me, floating by my side as I unzip his pants, feeling the hard thickness there.

Something like heat against my chest, and across my face as I reach in, wrap my fingers around his warm, hard skin. He panted heavily