My mustang sat on a hill that overlooked the college. The both of us sat on the hood. We spent a minute talking about the teacher that could clearly be seen making out with a student. I wondered if they seen us. I wondered if the world was miles away from that kiss or if they kissed to find the world. The way they held each other brought tears to my eyes. I had seen so few people hold each other that way. It was a miracle that there was anyone to be blessed with that experience.
"Do you believe in love?" The cute nerd asked me.
"I'd like to."
I plucked the cigarette from between my lips and spouted the smoke into the air. It framed the couple perfectly.
This was one of those moments in life when time was truly an abstract concept. It wasn't as close to being as real as the taste of smoke, the weightlessness of my head, the heat from the hood of my car, the warmth of her words that came from who she truly was.
"But you don't?"
My head rolled on the car. I faced her. My gaze delved into her and I felt her melt around me. I turned the cigarette in my fingers and stubbed it out on my knee. I propped myself up on my arm and slowly leaned down to kiss her.
Girls like this were easy. They were inexperienced and in need of experience. They had few ways of turning down something sexual. A girl I have sex with regularly couldn't be distracted with kisses and touches. That's why I don't have any regular people in my life.
I climbed on top of the girl and moved my body against her own. I felt her purr in under me. Her heartbeat raged against my hands as I felt her breasts that I was now sorry for dismissing. I bit her neck and she groaned heavily. I let my tongue make way to her ear and I bit that, harder. She groaned under me. I lifted her shirt so I could see those beautiful breasts that, to my surprise, had a nipple ring.
"Damn," I growled.
"It was a dare. My best friend did it."
I prodded the metal with my tongue and then trailed down her body to her pelvis when I heard her scream.
"Shit, fire!"
I turned to see the windows of the school spewing black smoke.
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