~ NYSSA
He groaned deep in his throat and pulled me impossibly closer as he kissed me with reckless abandon. Everything was speeding up and heating up too fast and it felt like I was losing a grip on reality.
One hand tangled into my hair, the other remaining on my thigh as his tongue slipped into my mouth. A strangled moan left me as I kissed him back with equal fervor.
His placed a kiss at the corner of my lips, then my jaw before peppering a trail down my throat. My hands moved to his shoulders, his back, his hair- anything I could find really. I wanted to feel him, to touch him and-
"Fuck, wait!" he pulled back, his chest heaving.
His lips were swollen, his eyes crazed and filled with longing. "I need to… we have to stop. I can't… we're both drunk."
It was amusing to see him stammer over his words. I'd never seen him look so flustered before.
