"Marga, I love you... do you love me too?" When he first kissed me, my lips parted just to ask.

Our eyes are nearly identical.

I don't know what to say to him; all I want to do is kiss him. And now that we're in the right mood, I can't help but be even more excited, especially given what he's telling me.

"Dammit! You're not responding "In frustration, he said.

The hot kiss pounced on me even more until it dropped from my jaw to my neck, tickling me. With its sarcastic tongue, I could feel it slowly bite my skin. I almost gasped and inevitably closed my eyes,...