Three times

Jessica

Mike says nothing but reaches the back of his hand up, wiping my saliva off his face. I sit back in the seat as awkward silence ensues, and then I can’t help it, I laugh hysterically at my idiotic mistake.

Mike looks up slowly, not knowing what to think, but then he laughs too as he stares at me, “Are you ok?” he asks once the laughter is broken.

I nod and then shake my head, “I just sucked Mike Clody’s fucking nose,” I say, looking at him. This is beyond embarrassing, and he smiles, shaking his head. His fingers reach for my chin, and they take hold of it gently.

“You did. THE Mike Clody, Jessica Sanders.” He winks, “You just tried to eat my nose,” he says, lifting my chin to meet his eyes. I blush, and then it happens; he leans into me, his lips slowly brushing against mine. Then they touch completely, and he kisses me.

LIKE REALLY KISSES ME.

Time stands still or at least it feels like it. His tongue brushes against my lips, and I open them granting him access. Our tongue