First Kiss

Another short piece

First Kiss
 
“Hey man back off! She’s with me.” I heard a sharp, menacing voice behind me. I felt two warm hands wrap around my waist and spun me to face the other way. My heart purred. Adam looked at me intently; he pulled me tight against his chest, then swung me over his arm, my back now parallel to the floor. My heart galloped at the swift move and I giggled as waves of current rushed through me, troubling my nerves.
   The ceiling sparkled with tiny twinkling lights, scattered on the velvet midnight blue; it was a replica of the perfect night’s sky. But it was pushed out of view as Adam’s face came into focus. His eyes were soft; they shone violet, then brilliant gold, as the beams of the multi-coloured lights shadowed his face. His lips were full and pink, it made me sigh and I bit my bottom lip. I ran my fingers through his hair, (something that I’ve always wanted to do), with my left hand and he closed his eyes and tilted his head a little to the side. When I dropped my hand back to his shoulder, he smiled and I raised it again to trace with the back of my fingers, where his cheeks rose almost touching his eyes.
    Then without changing his position, he raised my upper body a little towards him. My face was merely an inch from his now. My lips parted slightly as my breathing rapidly increased. Lifting his right hand, he outlined my lips with his fingertips. I closed my eyes to the heavenly feeling of his touch. Then his fingers moved down slowly passed my chin to the small of my neck. My blood ran hot as it raced through my veins. He cupped his hand around the back of my neck and I opened my eyes. My heart roared in my chest as his eyes glared deeply into mine. He leaned in closer; the smell of his skin, his breath was intoxicating; my mind went hazy. He leaned in closer again; his lips brushing ever so lightly against mine. He lingered there a little, tracing the contours of my lips with his. This drove me insane as a new wave of current coursed through me; my right hand gripped firmly around his back. Then, his lips moulded into mine. I closed my eyes as the sensual feeling travelled to the tips of my toes. I deepened the kiss and he moaned with no opposition. I raised my right palm to his cheek as we stood vertical now under the faux night sky. Our bodies were pressed so tightly together, I couldn’t tell where mine ended and his began.
 For how long we stood there, I don’t know. My mind was engulfed only with his touch and his taste. But I do know sometime throughout the course of our intimacy, we were rudely interrupted by the manager who told us we had to leave because they were closing.