Your POV
The way his fingers brushed over my skin made me feel as if I was on fire, it was like he was awakening every sense in me and bringing me to life. He convinced me to go on the dance floor and dance, what ended up happening was he pulled me close to him as we tried to look as if we were dancing. In reality we were trying so hard not to tear each other's clothes off. Well I don't know about him but that's how I felt, when he pulled me close. I gripped the flannel he was wearing tightly, my knuckles were white. I was sure his fingers were going to bruise my skin where he held me tightly. I didn't have a second to spare when he suddenly turned me in his arms and held me close. My bum pressed firmly against him as I moved my hips slightly, I felt his fingers creep up my neck and he grabbed my chin and turned my face closer to him. Our lips brushing, eliciting a soft groan from him.
"Where have you been? I've never felt like this before for a girl. What are you doing to me?", he whispered against my lips.
My heart was racing a mile a minute as his grip tightened on my hip. I felt my core tingle as he panted against my lips, the urge to poke my tongue out and swipe my dry lips was denied by my brain. My eyes fluttered open and I looked up staring up at his once light green eyes now clouded with lust I knew mine were too, I had never craved for a man like how I'm craving for him. It took me a while to process that he wanted an answer from me so I gathered myself and finally decided to give him one.
"I don't know", I whispered trying to muster up some sort of answer and failing.
He flipped me again in his arms and looked at me deeply, holding my body tightly against his. He leant down slowly as if he was testing the waters to see how far I was going to let him go. I didn't protest him and he leant down even farther, I knew was going to try and kiss me. Even though I was a firm believer in making a guy wait to kiss me, I didn't care. It felt right so I was going to allow him to do so, but when he was moving to slow for my liking I gathered up the courage and pressed my lips firmly against his. I had never done drugs before but I figured it felt like this, like you're on cloud nine and nothing else matters. The way his lips felt on mine, his tongue tasted like the alcohol he had been drinking and his unique taste making it even more addicting. I never wanted this to stop. Finally I pulled myself away and hid my face in his neck.
"I know I barley met you today but I just want you to know that I'm not letting you go anytime soon. I'm not letting you slip through my fingers just yet", Harry whispered in my ear.
"Already professing your love for me and you haven't even known me for a whole day. What creep", I smiled at him.
"Mark my word darling this won't be the last time you see me", he kissed my neck.
I was actually happy to hear that he didn't want to just let me go, I wanted to see more of him. This was the first time I couldn't wait to see him again, I was actually excited to when we could meet up again. I wonder what the future held for both of us.
