We kissed! I mean, he grabbed me by my waist and gave me the best kiss I had ever received.

He held me against the wall tightly and there was absolutely no way I was going to blow this.

I probably dreamed about this way longer than he did, to kiss him like this and to do other naughty stuff. I moaned, and I could tell he smiled devilishly, almost promising to do the most insane thing ever.

How did we get to this point? What was so special about me that he wanted? Was he always like this? Was i even special?

I began to have my doubts so...