Test 2:

'Stop…'

I pleaded as he gently nibbled on the skin of my neck.

'Not now. What if he found us again?'

'So what if he did? And he can't; I locked the door. It's just you and me.'

He stopped briefly to answer me. A low moan escaped my lips as his tongue drew swirls. He moved up, trailing small kisses up my neck till his face was level with mine. He moved me back against the wall and placed his hands on either side of my shoulders. When had he become so…forceful, straight forward; so…SEXY.

'It's your fault I'm like this; why do you have to be so kind to me?'

I blushed and broke eye contact with him. I guess it was my fault.

'Why do you always have to look out for me? Always thinking of me, always paying attention to me…'

He leaned forward so our foreheads were touching, my cheeks grew hotter and I closed my eyes tight, unable to see him so close to me.

I bit my lip and turned my head away. This wasn't how I meant it. How did it come to this? I thought that we were just testing it out. I was sure; so sure. How could all of this come from one simple thing? A little green pill that enabled him to be with me.

He moved slightly, so ours lips were just brushing up against one another. I could feel the warmth of his breath, the beating his heart, the smell of the little bit of cologne he put on especially for me. How could I mean this much to him?

He moved closer and I felt the softness of his lips against mine. It wasn't a hard passionate kiss, but one that was gentle, and loving.

I pulled back gently and turned my head to the side once more. Then I felt his hand upon my cheek, slowly turning my face towards him. He smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile just a little back.

How? How had he been able to make me feel so venerable? How could I be the one too scared to make a move? How could he ever love someone like me so much? Why me? When there were so many other beautiful girls to choose from.

Our lips meet once again, but I kissed back a little harder this time. I wrapped my arms around his waist in an embrace as his arms snaked around my neck, pulling me closer. I moved my hands, exploring the dents and curves of his body, every little thing new to me. He in turn, started to move his down my back and under my shirt. A little pulse of electricity coursed through my body as his fingers brushed against my skin. I moved my hands to his chest and felt every pulse and beat of his heart. I slowly started to undo his buttons, I couldn't believe I was doing it but my hands seemed to have minds of their own. I slid the material off of his body as my hands caressed the soft skin of his torso.

His lips parted and I felt something prodding to get inside my mouth. I opened my lips a little and let out another moan as his tongue moved in to play with mine. They swirled and danced as my mind started to drift. His own hands began the task of removing the material covering my upper body; first my lab coat, then my top and finally my singlet until I was just standing there in my bra and jeans. Another bolt of electricity flowed through my veins and our skin made contact; chest to chest, torso to torso. I moaned again, the vibrations eliciting a moan out of his mouth too.

We broke our kiss, a single strand of saliva still joining us as he took my hand and led me to the bed. I looked around, finally taking in the contents of his room. His net sat on a stand near his bed, his nightstand sitting behind it. Pictures covered the walls, most of them taken by me; they were of us, of the small moments we could have to ourselves. The blinds were drawn, but sun light still peaked through its gaps giving the room a warm orange glow as the sun began its descent to give way to the moon.

We sat on its edge and began the kissing again. Our tongues dancing in unison as my hands ruffled his curly blond hair. I fell backwards and pulled him with me. My brown hair splayed out around my head.

'You look like an angel.'

I giggled. He could be so sweet.