However I was too naive to think so!
Just after a few minutes of keeping me in his embrace, he suddenly touched my body with his fingers.
"W... What are you doing?" I couldn't help but tremble in fear while his hand paused for a brief second.
Then all of sudden I found him on top of me.
I looked into his eyes. All I could see was desire, desire for me.
"L... L... Let me... go..." I couldn't help but try to resist my urge to let him continue more than resisting him.
"I just want a kiss," he leaned over me while his fiery breaths made my body numb without the need of anything else. I felt the world around fading away along with the soft kiss he printed over my lips.
This wasn't the first time I got kissed by him despite him being the first man to kiss me. I didn't know why but each time felt like the first.
Was it because he was the first man to kiss me? I believe that was the reason behind this.
