His lips part slightly, so I do the same with mine. When his tongue slides into my mouth, I welcome it. I’ve never kissed a boy before, but this is exactly how I’d imagined it would be. It’s perfect. Jagger is the first to break the kiss, but his hand stays on my cheek. “First time?” he asks, a softness to his tone. I nod, feeling the heat rush to my cheeks. “That obvious?”
