60| Please, Kiss Me, Sir

JULIE

His kiss was fascinating. It was full of emotions. It made me feel thousands of things at the same time, in the exact place. His lips were soft. He was possessive. The way he held me was so amazing that I could feel butterflies dancing in my stomach. I knew the sparks that erupted under my skin took the form of fire burning within me. He made me feel giddy and peaceful at the same time. I knew what I was doing yet I found myself lost in him, in his kiss, in his touch that set my body on fire. And at that time, I did not even care about how people around us were reacting as they saw us kissing but I knew for sure that I was loving, enjoying, and falling for every bit of it.

But we had to pull apart.

"Why did you stop?"

"Is it a place to do this all?"

"Well, right!"

He said that because he looked around us and indeed we got almost everybody's attention there. But in my eyes, I found it too romantic to let it go at that time.

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