Aggressive And Intense First Kiss.

My first kiss had to have been the steamiest first kiss ever. I don’t even mean that it was just hot, it was aggressive and overall amazing. I was at my best friends home over the weekend while my parents were out of town. He had been down stairs having a very heated argument with his older brother and I was sitting on his bed waiting for him to get back. When he came back into his room I stood up startled. He didn’t say anything. At some point between walking in the door angry and upset and seeing me something in his eyes changed. He walked over to me and gently pushed me up against the wall. I knew what was about to happen. I started shaking and was trying to speak but the words wouldn’t come out. He stared into my eyes intensely for a few moments before pinning my arms to the wall and pressing his lips forcefully on mine. I could feel myself shaking more and more. He must have noticed because he pressed his body up against mine. He let go of my arms and put his on the back of my neck pulling me as close to him as he could. His hands started to move down my back. I could feel his tongue tracing my bottom lip begging for me to open my mouth. I opened my mouth just slightly and felt his tongue on mine. Every kiss became harder and more intense. He began biting my bottom lip. Each touch with more adrenaline than the one before. I couldn’t form one single thought. All I could feel were his hands on my waist and trailing up and down my arms and back. Every time he kissed me I became more deeply entranced. His intensity increased. We had barely come up for air this whole time. Neither of us could pull away. Finally I pushed him off of me. We were both out of breath. I couldn’t speak. I just looked at him. He put his hands on either side of me on the wall and looked into my eyes. I could feel words in the back of my throat but they wouldn’t come out. Did I love him? Was I really going to say I did? Until this moment I had never thought of him as anything more than a best friend. Then it happened. I said it. Clear as day. “I love you.” His intense stare turned into a wide smile. His eyes sparkled. I felt a bubbling excitement I had never felt before. He leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips and moved down to my jaw and my neck and then stared nibbling on my ear. He stopped for a moment still sounding out of breath. I could feel his hot breath on my face and neck and then he whispered “I love you.” He stepped back and looked me in the eyes. “I’ve loved you since we first met seven years ago.”

We continued talking and kissing the rest of the night. Leaning up against the side of his bed on the floor. I’d be in the middle of a sentence and he would grab me and kiss me until I could no longer breathe. Everything was perfect. We fell asleep side by side on his bed at around 11 o’clock. Exhausted from hours of kissing.
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2 Responses Aug 22, 2012

Damn girl. Damn
I wish mine was like that.

why... Why... WHY CAN'T I BE YOU?!~ Gosh, that sounds wonderful! Moments like that make life worth living, don't they?