Kylie and I lay on her bed on our backs, facing the ceiling and talking about well everything. And in between our conversations, we would kiss, have pillow fights, we even made a pillow fort on her floor next to her bed. But it fell apart on top of us while we were in it-
Kylie and I sit up in the fort, I listen as she tells me a camping story of her as a little kid where she saw a bear. Her facial expressions make me laugh and I fall backward, knocking down a few pillows, causing the whole fort to collapse on top of us. I reach up to hold the large comforter, looking over at Kylie, her hair is a mess and all staticky from the blankets, we look at each other before bursting out laughing.
I look at her, maybe it's the spur of the moment, both of us laughing and having a good time but I have the urge to just feel close to her, have my lips on hers. So I do, I lean over to her, brushing my lips against hers, our laughter has died down and the only sound in the room is our soft breathing.
My lips connect with hers, holding her neck as she tilts her head upward as I kneel in front of her. My tongue brushed against her bottom lip before pressing against her lips, pushing past them. She opens her mouth, slanting her jaw as our tongues fight over dominance.
The kiss started off slow and passionate but took no time to turn heated. I wrap my arms around the bottom of her thighs and pulls her over onto my lap as she straddles my hips. Her legs go around my waist as she deepens the kiss, my teeth graze her bottom lip making her make a small noise in the back of her throat as she grinds her hips against mine in slow circles, making me lose my mind.
I groan and tangle my fingers in the back of her hair, our teeth clash but it doesn't matter, we just want more of each other, need more of each other.
