Soft at first, the kiss had started out slow and experimental, his warm lips pressed against mine, soft and gentle enough for a first kiss. Our first kiss. My hands left the mattress and my body straightened up next to his. My hands moved up his arms and shoulders until they reached his neck, encircling it with both hands, pulling at the strands of hair at the nape of his neck. One of his hands returned the touch, infiltrating my disheveled hair, while the other played between the button of my pants and the small of my back, sending shivers down my spine. If there was any remaining hesitation in my being, it was gone in lightning speed when I tasted him, because I wasn't strong enough to stop any movement. When he pulled away again, I ran my tongue over my own lips seconds before they were taken again, this time receiving and accepting the invasion of his tongue in my mouth. If before only my mind had gone blank, now I felt as if everything around me had stopped just so that those moments would last for eternity.