I must be stupid, I must be losing my mind because I definitely am, did I just tell him to kiss me? Emma, the very shy girl told a guy to kiss her? Where did all that bravery come from and why didn't I regret what I said. My heart drilled in my chest at each breaking second, awaiting whatever might happen, what will happen? Does he want to kiss me too? What if he doesn't?
"Is that what you want?" he asked in a low sensual tone that got my heartbeat quickened, his words were affecting me in sinful ways that my body couldn't handle, just what exactly was he doing to me?
"Because I'm gonna give you just that...", My lips went apart but the words hung in my throat. "...Emma" his hand moved to my cheek and his thumb slowly rubbed my plump lips and I felt a shiver strike my spine. It was electrifying and I didn't want it to stop, I didn't want it to end.
"Y-Yes"
