Midnight Romeo
My best friend finally crossed the line, and I didn't try stop him.
I felt his muscles ripple against me, as he pulled me closer. What started as an innocent kiss was turning into a mess of moans and curious hands. He pushed me back into the cushions, and felt of me through my shirt. Nobody else had ever touched me like this. Or maybe I had never felt like this with anybody else. Not that I had ever been with anybody else that mattered. Our breaths grew shallower by the second, as he was...