Diana's P. O. V
The kiss was so sudden, he bit my lower lip and slid his tongue into my mouth. I remained stunned for a few seconds not knowing what to do. Slowly I tossed my tongue around, letting it play along with his, till we started fighting for dominance.
It was so sensual and sloppy at first, but I could tell Michael was a good kisser.
I couldn't breathe and parted our lips, we rested our foreheads against each other's, breathing heavily. He lowered his lips and planted another kiss on mine, this time more gentle and coarsing I returned it with equal zeal, glad I wasn't caught off guard.
I moaned into the kiss, and that was when I realized that I was actually kissing Michael!
I pulled away and pushed him away from me, fighting an unresistable urge to lick my lower lip.
"Fuck."I heard him whisper under his breath, did he regret it? Was I that bad?. I ran out of the locker room, trying to arrange my hair, and adjust my clothes.