I continue to run my hands over his strong shoulders as he kisses down my neck to my collarbone, back up and along my jaw and eventually he gets to my lips. He kisses me passionately while I grip his shoulders and I feel his tongue poke out trying to open my mouth and I hesitate for a minute keeping my mouth closed but he won't give up and so I give in and feel his tongue enter my mouth. I feel his tongue pass over my top lip and I run my hands through his hair and keep my hand on the back of his head pushing him a bit for a deeper kiss. He was so sweet and gentle with me and patient too. I feel his hands move from above my shoulders and he wraps his arms tight around my waist, pulling me even closer to him as we passionately and sweetly French kiss. He removes his tongue from my mouth and he pulls away, unfortunately for me because i never wanted that to end. He kisses up and down my neck and I feel his warm hands go up my shirt and take hold of my sides. I look over at the clock and i see it's 5 minutes past 5 o'clock and I think how fast those twenty minutes had gone by and that we would need to leave in about 10 minutes to get there in time. I wonder why he wanted to come to my graduation so badly because it so terribly boring and what would he do for the rest of the alphabet after my name was called and plus he'd be alone around people he didn't even know for over an hour, he didn't have to come but I appreciate his wanting to. He continues to kiss up and down my neck, down to my collarbone and along my shoulders and he went back up along my jawline tenderly kissing it. He stops and looks me in the eyes and I pull him in and kiss him on the lips and we kiss passionately and I feel his lovely, warm tongue in my mouth again licking at my lips and playing with my tongue. He was just so perfect, and we fit together so perfectly, our lips melting together and loving feeling the others lips on our own. We kiss until we're both out of breath and he rests his forehead on mine and we both take a minute to catch our breath. He closes his eyes resting and I run my hands through his air feeling how soft and silky it was falling through my fingers. I still can't believe he's mine. Now when I think of our relationship, I don't think he would cheat on me or that he has and I feel bad thinking that he would, because he's always said how much I mean to him and he treats me like I'm the only girl he's ever seen and any others he sees they don't phase him or he acts like he doesn't see him. I look over at the clock and notice it was 5:15 and that I really needed to go put my dress on and my cap and gown, but I wanted to stay here with him being so happy and in total bliss.
