บท 12: My heart has no more space

Will

My heart beats desperately when I feel his lips lightly touch mine. I intensify our kiss, my lips suck his, I feel his tongue invading my mouth. Tasting his lips one more time is the best feeling in the world, the way he tastes mine is even better. His arms wrap around my neck, I wrap my fingers through his hair, and his tongue plays inside my mouth. Something inevitable happens, I hear a slight groan from him. That drives me crazy.

My mouth kisses yours lightly, and it trails a path down your neck and with each kiss I give your hands pull my hair, and before I continue, and it gets any more intense, I hear a squeaky sound of a guitar solo. Nate places both hands on my chest to stop us. He leans back into the passenger seat, and pulls something out of his pocket, stares at his cell phone, and answers it a little breathlessly.