It’s meant to be light, just a brief brush of lips, but the second we connect, that all changes. Her mouth parts slightly, just enough for me to deepen the kiss. She doesn’t pull away. My grip tightens on her waist, and fuck, she’s so soft and warm. Every inch of her fits against me, like we were made for each other, like she was made for me. And for just a moment, I allow myself to believe she was.
