We kiss for only a few seconds, moving into heavy making-out. My lips part further to accommodate him as he slides his tongue in to caress mine. Devouring me with restraint until I make an involuntary groan under my breath with how responsive my body is being. My hands slide up around his jaw to keep him close. I'm practically dragging him to me because I want him so badly I can barely contain it.

It's a combination of the low lighting, the being completely alone, everything we have shared and let out this past twenty-four heightening emotions. I feel like we have talked so much more than we ever...