My whole body is on fire and the sound of the party is eclipsed by the pounding of my heart in my ears. It’s the most intense kiss I’ve ever experienced and I want more.

Ethan’s lips are powerful and hungry. I press into it, my whole body against his. One of his hands is on the back of my head while the other begins to explore my body. It slides down my back, to my hips and up to my breast. As he brushes against my bra, I moan into his mouth.

I’m ready to rip his clothes off right here but manage to break the kiss before I let myself go too far. Panting, I stare up into his hooded eyes. I know he’s just as desperate as I am.

“My room?” I manage.

He grabs my hand and the two of us tear through the crowd, not caring who we bump into. My skin is tingling and my panties are already soaked. My one time with a guy had been fumbled and awkward and over in minutes. I’d been curious and it was more about sating that than making love.

I know with Ethan it’ll be different. I already know it’s for real. While lust thrums through me, making me feel a little light headed, this isn’t just about sex. This is more than that. There’s something driving us together and I know neither of us can ignore it anymore.

I’m in a fog by the time we make it to my room and when I struggle to get the key into my door, Ethan takes over, expertly getting us in. He’s good with his hands. Steady despite the fact that I can tell his heart is beating faster too. Which makes no sense, but I know it’s true.

We don’t even make it to the bedroom before our lips meet again. This time, I don’t hold back. My hand slides up his shirt and the feel of his warm skin against my fingertips sends a thrill through me that makes me shudder.

Ethan helps me remove his shirt and quickly removes mine. Our lips only apart for seconds while we help each other undress.

I’m grabbing for every inch of him I can, running my fingers down his chest, over his firm shoulders, down his back. His hands do the same, exploring my stomach, my hips, my breasts.

Ethan pulls away from the kiss, breathing heavy. We stare at each other for a few heartbeats and anticipation pools low in my belly. It’s as if the air got thicker and everything feels slower and more intentional.

I wait a moment longer.

Ethan growls. A low, animalistic sound that makes my breath hitch and my toes curl.