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‘What?’ he responded.
‘You will laugh at me,’ she whimpered and her face flushed, her insides
all warm and fuzzy.
‘I will not,’ he assured her. ‘What is it?’
‘I have never had a boyfriend,’ she said and paused, ‘and … I have never
been kissed.’
Almost as soon as her words left her lips, she regretted it. Seeing Arman
not react only made it worse. His face was stoic and his eyes were stuck on
her, unmoving. Every passing moment was worse than the one preceding it.
‘You should have been,’ he disagreed and wrapped his hand tighter
against her soft, fragile fingers. His body leant into hers as she found hers
leaning into him. Her eyes closed midway as the stretch between them
closed further. Arman’s hands left hers and reached for her face which was
now feverish in anticipation and exhilaration. Little by little, he pulled her
towards himself and their lips touched. She convulsed as his lips wrapped
hers in a torrid, passionate embrace. The dampness of his lips was like her
life’s elixir. In those moments, as Arman’s fingers lingered on her neck and
her face, slowly caressing them, she felt she was cured of every ill. She lost
herself, her body went limp as his body met hers and she found herself in a
magical daydream. Her tongue played around involuntarily with his, while
even there Arman commanded respect and guided her through the motions.
His tongue played around with hers, hers played around with his and there
was no telling apart their tongues. Arman’s short and heavy breaths and his
frenzied moans only heightened her contentment. A few seconds later,
Arman let go of her. Pihu dropped back on to her bed like a sack, helpless
and weak, still lost in the Just Been Kissed moment.
A precious few minutes went by before she opened her eyes and saw his
stunning eyes looking at her with unwavering focus. She couldn’t face him,
feeling enormously shy about looking directly at him. She fidgeted with her
fingers.
‘For someone kissing for the first time, you’re damn good,’ he chortled.
‘We should have done this long ago.’