Reality Girl: Episode One
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He pursed his lips, inhaled a long breath through his nose, and reached toward my face with both hands.
At the instant the palms of his hands came into contact with my cheeks, I felt flush. He leaned toward me, his lips parted slightly, and then his mouth met mine.
His full lips meshed to mine perfectly. Our tongues intertwined, and then my head began to spin. I hadn’t been kissed in years, and having him surprise me with such passion quickly took me to a place I had forgotten existed.
He pressed me against the stone, held my jaw firmly in his hand, and began to writhe against me, grinding his hips against mine rhythmically.
My legs went weak, but he held me there by pressing his forearms against me.
The kiss lasted until I was mentally exhausted, but right before I really wanted it to end.
I had no idea what his intention was, but I knew what he accomplished.
I was clearly confused about my desires.
At that precise moment, I wanted him so bad I ached.
Still holding my jaw firmly in one hand, he leaned away and gazed into my eyes. “That kiss?” he whispered.
I stared back at him blankly, still lost in the kiss. “Yes,” I breathed.
He cleared his throat and wiped his mouth with the back of his free hand. “That wasn’t friendly. I’m not your buddy, Lou. I want to make that clear.”
I swallowed hard. “Okay.”
He lowered his hand to my throat, pressed me to the wall, and held me in place. Temporarily encompassed fully in carnal bliss, my eyes fell closed, and I exhaled what little breath remained in my lungs.
Once again, his mouth met mine.
I kissed him in return, and although the kiss was filled with passion, he cut it short.
He released my throat.
I opened my eyes.
He stood ten feet away from me, in the driveway.
I was tingling from head-to-toe and my pussy was soaked.
“Lou?” he whispered.
I fought against the tightness in my throat and managed a feeble response. “Yes?”
“We will talk soon,” he said.
And, with that, he turned away.