Chapter 13 Shared Memory

• The sensation of his gentle lips was something I never imagined I would contemplate, even in my wildest fantasies. His tongue explored every part of my mouth with insistence. His warm breath against mine sparked a newfound passion within me, one I had never experienced before.
• Pushing my head closer to his chest, the vibrations of his groans and fast heartbeat didn’t go unnoticed by me. Becoming more aggressive, he pushed my back deeper into him and he rubbed his length on my stomach and I could feel it throb against me. I could feel myself becoming warm down there and I loved every bit of his touch on my body.
• All this is foreign to me because never once has a man touched me in this way, but I wouldn’t say I lacked experience in that aspect. I have read a fair share of books to know exactly what’s up. And It is safe for me to say it is not overrated. I loved how my body reacted to it and I wanted him to go further. I wanted to feel what it is to be a woman. But as quickly as it started, it was over. He pushed me away, like my touch burned him, his eyes dark and unreadable, leaving me reeling in the aftermath.