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I could do not to squirm in my chair as I pretended to eat. I wanted nothing more to do with food.
    My body hungered with a more basic need.
    As I looked up from my plate, I saw him looking at me with the same need, written upon his face.
    Finally, when dinner was done, and we were walking out of the restaurant, he pulled me against his side, his arm around me, guiding me through the maze of tables and chairs.
    With my body pressed against his, my arm around his waist, I felt like this was the most natural and right place for me.
    Once we made it out into the parking lot, he swung me around in front of him, his hands on my shoulders.
    Now facing each other, no table between us, I felt shy.
    Then he leaned his head down and stepped forward, kissing me. As he placed his lips upon mine, all my shyness evaporated.
    It was a small kiss at first, as if we were testing the fit of his lips on mine. But then he pulled me close, circling my body with his strong arms and pressing me close. My body molded itself to him, my lips pressed hard to his, my arms sliding up and cradling his head in my hands.
    My fingers ran through his hair, and I pulled his head down closer.
    My lips opened to his tongue, and as it slipped in over my teeth, my tongue met it, the two sliding against one another. I never wanted the kiss to stop. I wished I could climb into his body through his mouth.
    I felt all the passions that we had created and acted out online surge through my body and pour from me onto his lips.
    I could never have envisioned the feeling of belonging and need that swept through me.
    We sank into the seas of passion, each clinging to the other as we drowned in the intensity of this first kiss.
    As we pulled from one another, suddenly aware of our surroundings, I wanted to throw myself back against him, and once more feel his arms around me.
    I felt as if I had been yanked from a dream, taken away from a place where I was 'right'. We both looked at one another, stunned by the force of what seemed to be just the beginnings of so much more to come.
    I had to shake my head with both wonderment and disbelief.
    If that was "just" the first kiss, then I was not sure I could withstand what was surely to come.
    But there wasn't a person on earth that could stop me from finding out!
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About The Author

    Samatha K. Spears is the author of The Clinch and a variety of short erotica stories. She lives
in Atlanta, Ga with her husband and 5 children.