TWELVE

TWELVE

DIANA

He had his fingers in my hair touching ever so lightly that for a moment, I forgot that I wasn’t supposed to be here with him

Something incredibly dangerous flicked through me as he said those words. Dante was absolutely dangerous and bad for my health but I wanted him with such raw intensity and what was a little bit of fun if he wanted to have it.

I remained where I was, staring at me with the desire evident in my eyes. I was an adult and quite free to do whatever I wanted with whomever I wanted including a hulk with a ponytail like Dante and I actually was dying to run my fingers through that hair.

He murmured and then crashed his lips unto mine with my eyes closing of their own volition. I moaned and threw my hands around his neck, touching the nape where his hair began; it was as soft as I had imagined.

He tasted like wine mixed with something really spicy that reminded me that I was in the bathroom making out with a man I hardly knew.

It was fun and it wouldn’t hurt