Playing His Little Game

13 - Kissing

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As soon as my lips touched his, I felt like a gallon of ice water was thrown on my head. I hastily pulled away, bright red.

“I’m so sorry, Sam. I don’t know what came over me.”

It’s true. I was so obsessed with winning the bet and proving Noah wrong that I forgot that Sam isn’t even on my list of guys to kiss. He came to our school after we made the list. Kissing him didn’t help me out whatsoever.

I glanced up at my friend from under my eyelashes and thought about how I knew I had ruined our friendship. Great. A perfectly nice guy is now gone—

He interrupted my thoughts by pressing me against the door and kissing me.

My first thought: What the hell is going on?

My second thought: Holy shit, he’s a fantastic kisser.

He grabbed the loops of my jeans and pressed my body to his. I grunted in surprise at him doing that. Is this seriously Sam? What happened to the nice, shy, and innocent boy that I knew? I can’t say that I’m complaining though.

He abruptly pulled away from me and I looked at him with a bewildered stare. I saw him turn bright red. Our bodies were still pushed together and both of our chests heaved up and down at fast paces.

I finally broke the silence by saying, “Holy shit.”

If it were even possible, he turned brighter. “Was it bad? I’m so sorry, Melody. I don’t know what I was doing with that whole thing. You just kissed me and everything in my mind went crazy and I just had to kiss you again—“

I pushed him inside, closed the door behind me with a kick of my foot, and kissed him again. I didn’t realize that he was guiding me somewhere until my back hit the couch. I slowly sat down, making him come with me.

I don’t know what I was doing and I knew that I would regret it in a few hours but damn. Sam is just full of surprises.

But seriously. He probably kisses better than a porn star.

His hands made their way to my temples, tracing his fingertips down my face and neck while his lips followed. I vaguely remembered that coming home with a hickey wouldn’t be a good thing, but then again my thoughts were jumbled.

Suddenly a little gasp sounded and I pushed Sam off of me. I sat up and stared at Sam’s little sister, Katie. Her face lit up in a huge smile and she giggled, “You guys were kissing.”

Sam sat on the couch and ran his fingers through his hair, which was really messy I should add. His lips were moist and swollen and I knew I probably looked as much as a disaster as he did.

“Yes, Katie…” He mumbled, the shyness coming back to him as he blushed. “We were kissing—“

“Does that mean you love her, Sammy?” She bounced up in down. “Daddy always says that if you kiss someone, you better love them. You kissed her, you’re in love!”

“Katie—“

“I’ll leave you two alone!” She nodded her head quickly before giggling and running back down the hall.

I finally looked up and saw Sam also avoiding my eyes. What the hell was that? What came over us for the last ten minutes?

“That was…” I started but then I realized that I didn’t know how to finish it.

He peeked up, “Unexpected?”

I nodded and then added, “Hot.”

He bit his lip as more heat rushed onto his face. “Do you want to…uh… do it some more?”