Megan's POV
I know what I am doing is called craziness because I couldn't control myself anymore, and I blame it on the alcohol I drink. And I wanted to blame my best friend for leaving me inside my car when she knew I could no longer walk inside the house, and when Ashton started kissing me, I felt like I was floating in the clouds, and I didn't want to go down on the ground anymore.
Being in his arms felt perfect, and I didn't want him to let go of my body. It felt like his hands were only made for me so that he could caress every part of my body, and I couldn't deny the longings that I felt, and no matter how I wanted to stop kissing him back, I couldn't control myself. And it feels like I lost the ability to control myself.
