Stranger
Summary
The mysterious guy grabbed my waist and pushed me to the wall. My head was pressed up back against the wall, my body sandwitched between the stranger and the wall. I'm not proud of it, but I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him closer to me. I felt a rush go through me when his soft, warm lips collided with mine. My fingers found their way to his hair and started tugging at his black colored hair. The stranger deepened the kiss so that we were now on the thin line between kissing and making out.
“Who are you?” I ask, pulling away. The boy just smiled and nudged my head to the side with his. He lightly placed his lips just under my ear. “That's for me to know,” He mumbled on my neck. I couldn't hold in my moan any longer, so I let it out.
The stranger pulled away, and even without proper lighting I could make out the smirk plastered on his face. That was when I really took in his features, or rather what I could see of them. He had swooped up hair, high cheek bones, and lots of tattoos on one of his arms. Quite attractive really.
“Why are you doing this?” I asked, but the boy took off without answering me. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.
