Not gentle. Not tentative. Just direct and sure with her mouth against mine and her hands coming up to my face.
I kissed her back. Tasted chocolate and something sweeter underneath, something warm that made my brain go quiet.
She pulled away. Breathing slightly faster.
"Okay. That was. Good."
"Yeah."
"Want to do it again?"
"Obviously."
She laughed and kissed me harder. Her body pressed against mine. Soft and warm and curves that made thinking impossible, made everything else fade to background noise.
My hands found her waist. She made a small sound, halfway between surprise and approval. Then pulled back.
"We should. We should probably slow down."
"Probably."
"I don't want to slow down."
"Me neither."
"This is a problem."
"Big problem."
She stepped back. Put space between us. Ran her fingers through her orange hair while her breathing evened out.
