The kiss is short, but primal and entirely too explosive for only a second. It’s nothing like those pecks I've seen on TV, and I can't imagine they felt the pure fire that's raging between us. He watches me for half a second before he crushes his mouth back onto mine, evoking a volcanic eruption that’s melting me into a pile of ash. Yet, he holds on to all the pieces of me and gathers them against his chest until there is no me and him. Only an us.
