I held my crushes hand one night. He held me in his arms. He tickled me and teased me. He even asked me to a movie at the end of the evening, but he never followed up. We came THIS close to kissing that night, but I was the one who held back. And when I see him now it kills me because, to make a long story short, the feelings were there between us but we were both afraid. True story.
I love when we kiss & I can feel the storm beneath your skin and the way you feel as you melt into me...I love the electricity that runs through our bodies...I love my lips against yours...my mouth on your neck as your fingernails passionately scratch my back..