Your second date with Matt was going even better than the first. By the time you finished dinner you had already made plans for the third. You had spent the evening talking, laughing, and listening to his amazing stories. Despite how well it was going there was only one thing you could think of, only one thing that would make the night perfect. A kiss. Matt was a gentleman so your first date had ended with a hug goodnight and left you wanting so much more. You had spent this night staring at his soft lips and imagining what they would feel like pressed to yours. You caught yourself more than once fixated on them while he was speaking and had to ask him to repeat what he said. After dinner see you went for a walk on the beach and Matt held your hand as you gazed at the stars. He raised your hand laced in his to point out a constellation and as he brought it down he sweetly kissed it. You stopped walking and as he turned towards you all you could focus on were his beautiful blue eyes. Matt gently took your arms and pulled you close to him. You could feel his breath, the heat from his body as your heart pounded in your chest. He wrapped his strong arms around you and his lips connected with yours. The moment was pure bliss. His lips were so soft and sweet as he kissed you with passion you had never felt before. As he pulled back and rested his forehead on yours you stared deep in his eyes. He was yours and you were his and that’s all that mattered in that moment. It was your first kiss but definitely not the last.
