He pushed me up against the brick wall. His left hand on my lower back and the right one on the back of my neck; pulling my face closer to his. My heart pounding in my ears louder than the roar of the ocean. I was consumed by feelings and desires that were not entirely new to me, but the intensity in which I had these feelings was all too new. I was used to my common sense over powering me. There was an edge to his touch. Like he was afraid I would disappear if he didn’t hurry. He kissed me with insane intensity. I could tell exactly what he wanted. But I wasn’t going to let that extremely passionate kiss make my clothes fall off. So I pushed him back and said with a smile “What’s your hurry? We have all the time in the world. Slow down.”
He smiled back at me and whispered an okay. He moved his right hand up so he could twine his fingers in my hair. He bent slightly, leaving the decision on wether or not to kiss him up to me. I put my arms around his neck, stood on my tippy toes and kissed him. It was a slow sweet building kiss. He started kissing and biting my neck gently. He grabbed my jacket’s zipper and pulled down, exposing the skin of my stomache and chest to the chilly air. He kissed his way down my body. He stopped at my bellybutton and worked his way back up. Every where he kissed was like a live wire under my skin, giving me goosebumps and sending a shiver up and down my spine.
His mouth stopped at the bottom of my bra. He grabbed my bra strapps and slid them off my shoulders and pulled down, revealing my breasts. The cold air made me shiver slightly.