51. The Intimate Night

Flint stared at me. He just stared at me and let his eyes do the talking.

I can see the sincerity and the happiness.

I am happy. To be with him. To be his girlfriend.

As Flint was leaning closer to me, I took that moment to close my eyes and expect his lips. First, I felt it on my forehead, then on my nose. I didn't realize I was waiting for it so when his lips finally touched mine, it's like 'ah, finally, there it is'.

His kiss was slow at first but as seconds passed by, it turned aggressive. His hands were now snaked around my waist while mine were holding the side of his head. I felt the force in my hips when he pulled me, making me sit on his lap, straddling.

We continued to kiss, his tongue now playing with mine. We kissed like it was our last, until we had to part to breathe.

"I want you so much, JV," he whispered. Our foreheads are leaning on each other so I felt his minty breath on me.

It was like electricity ran down my spine hearing what he just said.

Because I want him too.