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ARIANA'S POV.
His lips were soft, and it was obvious he had eaten an apple right before I came. The taste was on his lips, sweet and inviting.
I had meant it to be something brief. Whatever had led me to kiss him, definitely didn't intend it to be that long, but I couldn't stop.
The minute my eyes closed, I was lost in the kiss, delving deeper and deeper like I wanted to touch the deepest parts of him.
The desire took over, hot and searing, and what had started as a soft kiss turned into something much stronger. I straddled him, holding his cheek softly, in contrast to the strong kiss. It felt like I could kiss his pains away, and make him feel better about his miserable past. It felt like I could hold him, and make him forget all the love he hadn't been given.
