An Unforgettable Kiss

I pull away from him and look around. “I don’t think we should be speaking so freely on this open street.” I whisper to him. He grabs my left hand and drags me into an alley between two small shops.

“Why are you leaving the festival so early?” He looks at me with concern, “It doesn’t look good to be leaving early with a man.”

“Why does it matter to you? I can leave with whoever I like and others can mind their own business.”

“But I didn’t even know you liked Benjamin.”

“Who I like shouldn’t matter to an engaged man.” I say staring up at him but feeling guilty for making him so upset over false relations. He steps towards me and I feel my back press against the wall as I step away.

“I thought my friend would share a detail like that with me.” He stands so close I can feel his breath. I turn away from him and take a step towards the alley exit but his hands shoot down on either side of me pressing against the wall and trapping me in place. I turn back to him and he is even closer now though not yet touching me. I can smell his sweet scent and feel each breath waiting on a response. My heart unwillingly flips around in my chest and it suddenly feels as though I can’t breathe.

“Ben and I are just friends.” I respond not sure what else to say.

“You looked like more than friends a few minutes ago.” His eyes still filled with concern seem to stare into my soul. “I just don’t want you to do anything you are going to regret.”

“How do you know I would regret it?” Something about this makes me angry, “You get to be engaged to someone you barely know and I can’t even choose who I want to hook up with?”

“That’s not what I mean.” He goes to back away but I grab his shirt pulling him closer.

“I am 24 years old and I can choose who I want to sleep with. It is none of your concern, Elau.” I lean closer, our faces almost touching. The back of my hand tingling from being pressed against his chest and bundled in his shirt.

“I can’t help but make it my concern.” He removes his right arm from the wall and wraps it around my waist pulling me against him. I am instantly shocked by his hard cock pressing against me. I feel myself tingle in excitement.

“Elau…” I gasp as he presses his lips to mine, sending waves of pleasure through my body like lightning bolts. I wrap my arms around his neck pushing my chest against his. My hands entangle in his hair, our lips moving in sync, desperate for each other's touch. I quiver at every movement as though my body is made of electricity.

He pushes me against the wall kissing me fiercely then grabs my thighs lifting me up. I straddle his waist pressing my sensitive spot against his now pulsing dick. Moans escape me as he kisses down my jaw, latching onto my neck. My hands disappear inside the back of his shirt carressing his muscular back. His skin is soft but tightly pulled over his muscles. His lips find mine again, this time I part them slightly allowing his tongue entrance. Our tongues dance together enjoying each other’s taste.

His hand soon finds my breast filling me with bursts of pleasure as he pulls at my nipple. I find myself with every touch wanting more and more. My thoughts about kissing him stand no chance to the real thing. The way he touches me is gentle but filled with hunger. He holds me tightly like he is afraid this will end. Everything about this feels right, natural, perfect, except his impending marriage.

My thoughts snap me back to reality. I pull away and push myself off of him. “Elau, you…what are we doing? You’re engaged.” I put my face in my hands ashamed. “This isn't right. You’re my friend, and…” He looks taken back from my words.

“I’m sorry.” He interrupts me. “This is my fault, it’s just nerves from my recent engagement.” He combs his hair with his hands looking away from me. “Can we forget this ever happened" he looks disgusted and finishs with "friend?” He practically spits the word out and walks away from me back in the direction of the festival.

I take a deep breath and brush wrinkles from my dress. I can’t believe myself. I thought I had more self control than that. I said that I would get over these feelings and here I am devouring him at the first chance I get.

My mind moves to Maeve, I like an awful friend. She has no choice in who she is to marry and I am here kissing her soon to be husband. I take a few steps out of the alley and head towards the house, tired and confused, feeling like a horrible person.

I make it to the porch where Benjamin greets me with a smile. “That took awhile. What did his Royal Highness want?” Ben says cheekily.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” I responded, climbing up the steps to the porch.

“Sounds like something real good.” He laughs and wraps his arm around my shoulder guiding me into the house and to the kitchen. He lets me go and chuckles to himself, grabbing two glasses and pouring water into them.

“Why are you laughing?” I glare at him

“I don’t know… Why do you smell like men’s cologne?” He holds back a smile and hands me one of the waters. I sniff the top of my green dress and blush. I most definitely smell like Elau. I take a sip or two of water and hand it back to Ben.

“I’m going to take a bath.” I rush up the steep stairs to my shared room, ready to scrub away his intoxicating scent.