Heart On The Loose

He pushes me roughly against the wall and I squirm.
“Get the hell off me, Max” I say in a voice that is both defiant and reluctant. His body is so close to mine but I’m not sure whether I hate it or like it.
He moves even closer and his eyes meet mine. His blue eyes storm with so much passion and desire I begin to act docile and unresisting. He moves a step closer to me and I’m snapped back to reality.
I shove him as hard as I could but he barely moved an inch. “Get off me or I’ll…I’ll…” I search endlessly for threats that would actually scare him but nothing comes to mind. Instead of helping me, my futile attempt to threaten him backfires.
He laughs darkly and smirks. He moves even closer and twirls a lock of my hair. “Or what, love?” he presses his body against main and his face moves closer. I turn away instinctively and he uses his hand to make me face him.
“What will you do to me?” he says teasingly, knowing that I wouldn’t respond. “We both know we’ve wanted this for a long time. No need to act as though you don’t want this”
His lips slowly part and he moves his lips closer to mine. This time, I don’t resist.
He’s right. I’ve wanted this since forever.
He wants me and I want him.