I was a little absentminded.
"Did you hate it?" Andrew asked.
My mind was blank. I did not know how to react anymore. Did I hate it?
I could not bring myself to say those words because I did not hate it per se. The first time we kissed was accidental and I knew it too. But today Andrew kissed me purposefully. It was intentional.
I bit my lips nervously. The aftertaste was still there. I could still feel Andrew's lips on mine. I could still taste the feeling of longing in it. The hunger emerged and I was drawn to it.
Initially, I struggled. I could not breathe properly but soon Andrew's breaths made me relax and I started enjoying it. My body reacted honestly and I emerged at the moment.
But what if we did it again? Will I allow it then?
I was confused. My mind was everywhere at this moment. How can Andrew ask such a question?
