Your look is very striking. He invades the intimate in those few seconds before the kiss begins. I have unspoken certainties, uncontrollable desires. As I see you coming very close, I smell your perfume. He is citrus. His eyes looking deeply into mine. My pimple extremece. So you look at my mouth that way, until you finally touch it. It's more than enough delirium to know how tasty and exciting your kiss is. You kiss me and I feel your boner leaning against me. Without touching anything. Just kissing you. I want. I hold only the side of your face and with the other hand your neck. I kiss you enough to know I want more. But before I stop, I look at you. You smile. And I kiss more. • #short story