Spin the Bottle

"Wow." He says breathlessly. "You are something else." He breaths again. I look away from him and blush. What is going on? "Please." He whispers. "Don't stop." I bite my lip and slowly lean into his body, pressing my forehead to his. I lean my lips up and he catches them pulling me closer into his body. This is wonderful, my senses are filled with Sam. My nose catches his cologne, my lips taste his. His hair is tangled in my fingers and I hear him breathe through his nose never wanting to break our kisses.