It was by far the quickest you have ever climaxed and I felt pride in that accomplishment. But more than anything, more than any other emotion, I felt for once that it was just you and I in the world. I didn’t give a shit that my parents were in the room across from us. I didn’t care about time, or sleep, or my phone that continued to go off, or any of that. I only care about you, in this moment.

And for the life of me, I can’t stop kissing you, I’m not sure I want to. You work your way on top of me, kissing passionately. I am in such a state of nirvana that I don’t care about anything else but you at this moment. The only thing in my head is me silently begging that your lips don’t leave me.

Your hand slips beneath the waistband of my panties and rubs me in all the right ways. My god, it’s as if you know exactly where to touch. You know exactly how to touch me. You know my every turn on and my every spot. You take advantage of these spots. My mind is misfiring signals in a million and one directions and I can’t focus. My moaning gets higher pitched as I kiss into your shoulder, muffling the noise just the right way.

After I climax we still aren’t done with each other and I love it. We continue kissing and it seems like once again, neither of us want to stop. We are in exactly the same tune. My hands travel your bare back. This time we are innocently kissing. Gentle, inside the lines, following the rules.

As I kiss across your shoulder again I feel you stop moving. Your thinking is getting the better of you. There is something you want to say you just don’t know if you should or not. You should. And you do.

“I love you” You broke the rules and I love it! With your words a fire lights inside me. My entire body catches flames. My veins pump a love drunk feeling. Your words are my liquor of choice.

I smile a drunken smile, “I love you, too baby” I say and we kiss again, and again and again!