His fingers thread into my hair, and he opens my mouth with his, blowing the smoke inside. I inhale and let the high tamp down the noise in my mind. I’m done caring. At least for tonight. He kisses me deeper. It’s a rush. Before long, he loops his fingers over the sides of my leggings, and I let him peel them off. He smiles, then goes for my shirt. I do the same to him. I will not be the only one naked. When his shirt is over his head, he studies my body, and I don’t cover myself up. I feel pretty when he looks at me like that.
