"Kiss me" my voice, barely above a whisper. " Do you really want that? Do you know what your asking from me?" Our hands intertwine, he sounds out of breath, as if he had ran a million miles. "Yes--" I repeat myself " I want you to kiss me" my breathing becomes ragged, my eyes start to water, each word I say laced with nothing but lust. my face red, my eyes focused on his lips, i tune everything out till it's just us, till the only thing i notice becomes the rise and fall of his chest, till my mind becomes consumed with the thought of marking him with my lipstick, marking him with my bites, proving to him and everyone around us that he's mine.
The cigarette burns on my skin becomes evident, he stares longingly into my eyes. I snap myself out of this daze and i repeat myself, my voice hoarse and desperate " Kiss me" He kissed the cigarette burns on my skin, slowly going upto my neck then finally resting on my lips.
