I don’t mean to skip ahead to fast, but imagine two horny young people who make out way to much and are flirting with the line they should or shouldn’t cross. First times take time.
We’d been making out after class for big pockets of the afternoon – between a motorcycle ride, dinner, and hiking, we’d managed to get lost in kissing everywhere we went. Now, back at my place, the kindling was dry and only a slight touch would most likely burn the place down. She lit the match by sitting on my lap after she came back from the bathroom while we watched a movie. We made eye contact for only a second before our lips were once again tracing each other.