The moment we stepped into my dorm room, our lips collided. The kiss started out clumsy, almost shy, but it didn't take long for it to heat up into something wild and desperate. Her tongue slipped into my mouth, gliding over my gums and teeth, tangling with mine like we couldn't get enough of each other. Wet, sloppy sounds filled the air as we kissed like our lives depended on it, and it felt like we were melting into one another.
Before long, we made it to the bed, where the intensity only grew. I was on top of her, pressing my body so tightly against hers that it felt like we were fusing into one. Even though we were already as close as we could physically get, it wasn't enough. The hunger we felt for each other was almost unbearable, an aching need that left us both desperate.
