He jumped up and had me in his arms and on his lap. We were now sitting on the couch, and if I would have blinked, I would have missed the flash of movement I did see. I wrapped my arms around him, smiling, kissed his cheek, and said,"I love you," in a bare whisper. He smiled and met my lips with his, leaning me back until I was laying on the sofa with him on top of me. He rolled over and we fell off the couch.
I barely felt anything except a small shake as I landed on top of him, and he wrapped his arms around me. He rolled over again so I was on the carpeted-floor, and he moved one hand next to my head. The kiss quickly intensified as our bodies were no longer separated at all. We were smashed against eachother, he was on top of me, my hands were tangled in his hair, and he had the hand by my head twined in the short carpet, ripping out threads. His other hand was at my waist playing with the belt loop on the back of my jeans. I could tell he was holding back.
By now we were no longer just kissing; we were full on French kissing. We relucantly parted our mouths gasping for air, but it only lasted for a second before our mouths were connected again. I broke off the kiss by whispering,"Don't hold back any longer," into his mouth.
He whispered back,"I have to. I don't want to risk losing control." He pressed his lips to mine to try to keep me from replying, but, of course, I wasn't going to let him use that excuse on me again.
"Risk it," I pleaded,"please, risk it. You'll be able to control youself. I promise." I sounded whiney, but, then again, I was practically pleading for my life. Well, in a matter of speaking.
"Whatever I let happen, will happen. Got that?" He asked in a bossy tone. I could hear a smirk in his voice, and I could feel his cool breath on my face.
I nodded and caught his lips again. I had a feeling that this wasn't going to be the end of our make out session of some sort. I had the feeling that something major was about to happen, and the knot in my stomach it caused was throbbing in somewhat of a warning feeling. I tried to let his kisses take me away, but the knot was now pounding in my rib cage. It seemed to me that my stomach was on fire, or atleast that's how I felt. It was strange, though, because I wasn't in pain at all. It seemed sort of like a premonition.
Then I felt it. A frozen feeling creeping up the side of my stomach right next to my belly button.
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