He wasn't entirely sure what had gotten into him. His hand ran over the back of her head, feeling her curls in his fingers. His other hand moved up and down her back, kneading at her skin, pulling her closer to him.
All the while his lips pressed hard against her, his tongue moving with hers, his chest rising and falling against her. Everything felt too hot, but his head was sort of getting fuzzy and dizzy from his feelings. Every part of him that touched her seemed to be like an electrical wire bouncing free and shooting off sparks. Their skin touching was making his head buzz, and he gasped as her fingers scraped his back. That felt so good and he made him pull back for air, his head leaning against hers, his lips a hair's breath from hers, and his chest pressing to her.
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