More Than a Friend

I felt his breath on my neck and his hand on my waist. He glides his hand across my jawline and stops with his fingers resting on my neck and his thumb near my ear. I take his head with both my hands and pull him gently towards me. The way he looked at me made me bite my lip and slowly I laid my lips on him. His kiss was soft but wanting. In them, I felt the passion shared between us. A primal desire that I had not yet felt. It wasn't the feeling that turned me on, it was the emotion, the desire we shared.