i was still looking through the peephole when savannah pulled me by my shirt.
i cornered her to the side, keeping a small safe distance.
"why are you here?" i asked, rubbing my forehead.
she placed her hand on my neck, dragging me into her stance.
the proximity between us was amazingly beyond unbelievable.
she leaned closer.
"i don't know what i want."
"i know what i want." i paused as i said that.
she slowly looked up.
"what do you want?" she asked.
"your lips on mine."
she smirked in a cute way.
"corny."
fuck yes.
she broke the awkward tension between us.
"i lied, i meant i want your hips on mine." i finished.
she laughed as i pushed her against the wall.
......
she stood in front of me, her hands still wrapped around my neck.
"woah." i whispered.
she cuddled with my white shirt and sighed.
i leaned in to place a kiss on her cheek.
i held her waist, pulling her closer.
she latched her legs around my waist as i leaned my head into the crook of her neck.
"where do we go from here?" she asked.
i was silent because i didn't really know the answer.
"i'm 22 and your 18. it's alright i guess." i whispered into her neck.
"this is so wrong." she muttered.
i laughed slightly but pulled away from her neck in seriousness.
she was pushed against the wall and i kept her steady.
we both studied for a bit, taking what she said into context.
"it's not like we're like.." i trailed with persistence.
"in love." she finished for me and i nodded.
"so how will this work?" i asked.
"it won't." she stated in realistic terms.
"jesus, savannah we can make it work." i placed a kiss on her lips for safe reassurance.
it was a make out session with the sweetest foreplay you could imagine.
lip biting, tongue touching, and our bodies drawn so close together.
she lightly moaned as i pressed her more against the wall.
her hands slipped to my shoulders as the kissed deepened.
