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2. I Have Food in My Mouth
His lips are warm and soft, pliable against mine, and I can feel him try to deepen the kiss, even with my mouth full of cereal and close-lipped.
Finally, I can't take it. I want him too.
"Okay, okay, wait a minute!"
I break away and chew and swallow my food as fast as I can without choking. I down my glass of orange juice to rid my mouth of any remnants of crunchy cereal or the strawberries from earlier and quickly dab at my lips so they're clean for kissing.
"Okay." I smile brilliantly. "I'm ready."
He smiles warmly, just barely holding in a chuckle, and cups my face to pull me close.
"You're amazing, you know that?"
I feel electricity down to my toes at the compliment and shift myself still closer.
"Like you didn't want to stick your tongue down my throat," I challenge, sifting my fingers through his messy sleep hair and drawing a whimper of a moan from him.
My name is on his lips, and I take the initiative to stick my tongue into his mouth, greedily tangling with his as I slip one hand inside his t-shirt.
And yeah, neither of us are leaving this room with just a kiss.
