starburst

Her lips made him think of candy. Actually, his favorite. Was it the smell? No, the taste. Like an amazing strawberry starburst chew. Or was it cherry? He kissed her more just to find out. It was so much better than candy. Especially when his fingers touched her belly and came around to the small of her back.

But before he had a chance to feel what was behind that purple bra of hers, she already had her hand down his jeans. His eyes lit as he broke from her deep kiss.

She smiled then as if she was satisfied with herself.

"I knew it." Only she hadn't let go of his penis. He could very well not avoid her touch. She was making him hard.

"Well, I'm not gay," this was frustrating.

"Shh."

She was making him squint even more with her touch. It felt of pain yet pleasure just the same.

"You could definitely let go now," he whispered in her ear.

"You smell like," her words were breathy and made him feel so warm, perhaps even gooey. "Like sweet weed, you smoke, don't you?"

"No, I don't smoke," he shook his head.

"Yes, you do, I'm not talking about tar and nicotine, you know." Her dark blue eyes looked into his.

"OK, so you know," Kyle felt as if she was letting the air out of him slowly as if he were a big balloon ready to pop. Well, something actually was about to pop. She was still holding on. He kissed her madly then and they toppled on her bed. It squeeked so for a moment. Then it was quiet.

Kyle looked at her up close. He couldn't help but smile as he touched her face, then what was under the bra. It was almost dark. They might never get to the concert now, but he didn't care.