Falling for You
Not just for a night.
I lift her up, take two steps forward, then feel like the biggest idiot in the world when I stumble forward, tripping over my own feet in my haste to get her to my bedroom. My body gets ahead of my feet and we crash into my end table next to the couch, the legs squawking loudly against the wood floor as it skids a few inches and slams against the couch from the force of our bodies colliding with it. Chloe's back jams into the corner of the table while I fall face first into her chest. Not exactly the way I'd hoped to experience feeling her breasts against my face for the first time.
She groans in pain but thankfully laughs at the same time.