Crave
"So, will you help me out? I ask.
He draws near to me.
I'm about to receive my first kiss from a stranger. This was not what I expected it to be. A girl's first kiss was to be special with someone she wanted to share a kiss with.
His hand touches the right side of my face, and he leans in. I shut my eyes. As our lips unite, I feel a static of electricity passing through my body.
His hand goes from my face as our lips part, and I couldn't help thinking that for him, it was not his first kiss. It could never be.
His head turns, and he walks away.
Aroused by his kiss I watch him, immobile, as he goes away, not hearing Amber calling.
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