I didn’t bet on him pushing me through my bedroom door and then kissing me. It’s raw and dark and it’s fucking perfect. He’s not gentle about it at all. He pushes and sucks at my lips, but it’s nothing like the one Joey had forced on me. I moan when his tongue touches mine and take fistfuls of his shirt to pull his body into mine. His hands tangle in my hair and pulls until he’s got the perfect angle to deepen our kiss and steal my breath away. I feel it all the way down to my toes. This is how my first kiss should have been.
