FIRST KISS. Mmm…just the thought of it makes your thighs clench tight. He’s the one you’ll never forget. What if he was your first husband, the one who rocked your world, the one you’re still not over? In Sleeping with the Lights On, Sandra is confronted with him eighteen years later, and he’s looking better than ever in his black cowboy hat, dripping his Texas drawl all over her. This Las Vegas country crooner is up to something and she should beware, but she can’t resist that first kiss eighteen years later.
His fingers stilled, grasping my legs so the tips edged under the hem of my skirt. He brought his face so close I tasted his breath on my lips, sweet and wine soaked. I breathed in, intoxicated. “Carson what…”
He brushed his lips across mine lightly in a whisper “You, Sandra.”
I felt the words against my mouth more than I heard them. Our foreheads came together. The world beyond our touch had become so quiet I could hear the blood pulsing in my breast; could touch his warmth pressed against mine. My lips parted as the kiss became a gentle passion, inviting me to relish the moment of tempered desire, a brief taste, all the more covetous.
Do you have a first kiss, that’s not exactly a FIRST, but none the less memorable?
5 comments:
My first kiss (with a guy I crushed on for a couple of years) caused my toes to curl! I mean it, I would curl my toes each time he kissed me. LOL
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Tracey D
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First kiss. Fumbling, bumbling, nose bumping, giggles, sweetness. Fantastic. Great post.
Tracey, oh funny but I can relate. I always wanted to rise up on my toes. Didn't always work since I was taller than a lot of the boys at that age!
Wendi, yes, all of that. Thanks for dropping by.
I don't remember my first kiss and that may be a good thing. There has to be a reason why it's not memorable.
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Cindy - I'll bet there is a good reason - must have been pretty ho hum!
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