His lips felt soft and firm at the same time.
Just as I kissed him, he froze.
What?
Did he not expect that I would kiss him?
He just blackmailed me and I had no other choice.
After a second, he reacted. His arms wrapped around my waist and picked me up while our lips were locked together.
I clutched the towel tightly around me.
I don't want it to fall.
Not now.
The kiss was gentle.
He didn't try to shove his tongue down my throat.
When he finally released, he was panting while I could feel my heart throbbing.
Then he leaned his forhead against mine and said:
"God! I can never get tired of kissing you"
His arms were still locking me and I couldn't move.
"Could you-Could you let me go now?"
He looked at me and smiled.
"Why not?"
He released me.
I looked down embarrassed.
I just kissed him!
I know it wasn't my fault but still.
I did kiss him!
"I'm- I'm going to change", I said still looking down then moved.
Just as I walked past him, he held my wrist.
"Wear something good", he commanded.
I didn't look back.
"Why?"
"We're going out"
"I don't know", I said.
"In that case, I can help you with changing"
"No, I'll do it"