If I'm not caring about my old life anymore, then I might as well get my biggest life dream out of the way. I pull completely away from his embrace, and look up into his eyes. They are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen, before I can change my mind, or even think at all I lean up, close my eyes, and press my lips against his for the first time.
Fire erupts through my soul, and pours out of every possible exit. My spine tingles with delight, at the feel of him, as his chest is pressed tightly against me.
HOT That's all I felt as the tingling burning sensation of desire flared within my veins like a raging inferno. WET The euphoric feeling of ecstasy in which I couldn't decipher that pooled between my legs as I stared into his beautiful hazel blue eyes. I wanted him. The thick air brushing a gentle kiss upon my cheek and lightly swaying my hair but I couldn't feel it. Every ligament, bone, nerve, and vein in my body wanted him. My throat burned to say something yet I couldn't speak. As I stood outside the deserted high school parking lot I couldn't process anything but the way my fingers itched to touch his smooth caramel skin. I was scared. Scared because I have never seen such beauty. Scared that I wanted his hands wrapped around my body like a snake does his prey touching every inch of me. I was scared because I wanted him, more than the air I was breathing even though at that very moment I was suffocating.