Reminiscing
Her heart rose in her mouth but she said nothing as he shut the backseat passenger door lacing his hands around her waist pulling her in for the kiss that she had waited all week for. She didn’t even care that he hadn’t noticed the new black lace under his fingers. All she wanted was the damn kiss, as if he read her mind he caressed her toned bottom and pulled her forward as she wrapped her hands around his neck. Like a paintbrush sweeping a canvas his lips enveloped hers and she tasted the...