Him or me?

I couldn't move, I didn't know what was happening. Next thing I know, I closed my eyes and felt his soft lips on my cheek, down my neckline and on my boobs. The only thing I heard and felt, was my heart beat and the pulse between my legs.

"Brian, I- ."

"Just tell me to stop and I'll stop."

He slowly takes my jacket of and starts kissing me more and intensely.

"Do you want me to stop?" he whispers in my ear with his rough and deep voice.

While I put my hand under his white shirt and place it on top of his hard trained chest, biting his under lip softly, he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath out. His cheeks start filling up with a light red color, just looking at his proportionate face, that fit perfectly to his soft lips, his grey eyes and his dense brown hair, make my puls go even faster. I couldn't believe that I was in the same car as Brian Donnelly. The famous hockey player from our school.
As he pushes my waist with his big hands towards him, I lower my hand from his chest to his hard six pack. I could feel him breathing heavier on my skin. With his eyes and body still focused on me, he unbuttons my shirt, not leaving his lips from mine.