I Waited For This For Too Long

It was well obvious that she was shocked. Kiss him?! Did he actually say it right? And to add it all, he said it in front of her face, too darn straightforward. She wasn't expecting this.

Yes, she was dreaming for this moment when they would eventually kiss, but it was always in her imagination that she would initiate that kiss. Because she knows for a fact that Derick don't look at her the way a man desires for her.

Her throat is suddenly dry and so is her brain. Where are the oxygen in her blood exactly? She can't think properly.

She pursed her lips. With no hesitation, even though she doesn't know what Derick's intentions are, she stepped forward and removed the few inches distance between them.

Without saying a word, she looked straight into his eyes. She can't see any hint of lust in his eyes, but what she sees is passion. Passion? Since when this happened?

She slowedly moved her head to reach Derick but stopped an inch away. She could almost hear his heartbeat in the silence of that almost three in the morning. She was waiting for him to reach her, but for a few seconds, Derick wasn't letting a breath come out of him. And when she smelled his fragrance once again, accompanied with his mentholy smell, she decided to pulled him closer.

Slowly, she grabbed his leather jacket at chest's level and softly gave him the softest kiss possible as she closed her eyes. How would she even know the difference of a kiss when this is her first? She has read a lot about it, watched so many Netflix movies and studied men's psyche through romance movies available on dvd's and online. Soft, hard, passionate, french, playful kisses. She knows it all. By theory.

She wanted to smile in the process. Finally, her wildest dream had happened. She kissed Derick Hill. But she can't smile because that one small speck of a kiss made her freeze in her stance. Suddenly she felt her hands trembling as she took hold of his jacket. She was about to let go when she felt his lips moved. And as she opened her eyes, she clearly saw his hands moving from his side and gently cupped her face. He kissed her gently.

Because of the warm sensation that she is feeling, she let her hands rest in his chest while feeling his lips nibble her lips. He kissed her lower lip, and then decided to slightly bit her lower lip. And he stayed there for a few seconds.

Too many thoughts are running in her head that moment. Is he waiting for me? Waiting for what? I don't know how to kiss properly. Should I open my mouth? Should I let my tongue out? And with all those thoughts running, she could feel her heart beat faster and stronger. And so she decided to let go of the kiss and breathe. She is still looking at him intently, waiting for him to say something.

It took only four seconds before Derick reached for her mouth. This is, she feels the difference. Maybe because she decided to respond back to his kiss. It isn't soft anymore. It became a passionate kiss. She could tell it's passionate because she could hear his breath. He breaths heavily with every move of his lips. And now that she is responding with his every move, she thought she learned immediately and could do this like a pro.

Her legs are not trembling anymore but she grasped when suddenly he lifted her up in her waist so easilly and transferred her in the sofa which is just a few steps away. Their lips are still intertwined.

Upon reaching the sofa, Derick seated and he let her sit in his lap. He pulled her legs at his waist, which gave her enough room for comfort.

"Tell me to stop, Eve." he wisphered when she took her time breathing. That kiss is so intense. She could feel her passion building up inside her. She can't understand but she can't help it. She wanted more.

With their current position, Eve put her hands in the his face. He looks so calm, and feels so gentle. What's up with him?

She could feel his soft skin in her palms. Who would have thought this would happen? Is the universe ending that is why it pave a way for her to experience this beautiful thing with the man she has been dreaming for for years?

And with a firm soft voice, she declared, "I trust you, Derick."

After saying those words, she dived into his face and kissed him passionately. She bites his upper lip and then she smiled. This is the best Christmas that I ever had, she thought to herself. She felt his hands at his back. The right hand is giving her support and the left hand is moving up and down in her back.

She moved her hands in his chest. Because his jacket is open, her hands could feel the fabric's softness as well as his body's warmth. Suddenly it is not cold anymore. She moves her hands with no standard motion in his chest. She wanted more of this. Something. She know if she will not get it this time, she will never have the chance again.

She pulled herself from that kiss and started kissing his chin. She knows what will happen when a woman kisses and a man's ear. And slowly, she kissed his chin upwards until her lips landed on his ear. Even his ear is so soft.

But he pushed her back with his hands.

She almost jumped when she heard his voice, "No."

With so much confusion, her eyebrows crossed as she looked at him.

But slowly he put his lips in her left ear and whisphered once again, "Don't do anything. I will do all the rest and give you satisfaction."

He started nibbling on her ear. And sudden flow of electrical current ran ito her veins. It was a tickling sensation which made her pull back as if hiding something in her neck. Because of the sudden shift of position, he transferred his attention to her right neck this time. From the bottom of her right ear, he put small pecks on her neck and decided to kiss her harder there.

Is it considered a kiss when all she could feel is his lips on her neck, kissing, nibbling, and it feels like sucking all her energy? It was mind blowing that she let her arms straddling on his neck too.

Her head was hanging back but his right hand cupped it as his left hand is now giving support to her back. She left her right hand grasp his small curly hairs from behind is back and she pulled his head closer to her neck. And she let a loud moan be released in her throat.

This is really something.

She is still wearing her red dress which is two inches above the knee. She just wore her jacket on top of it earlier as she fetched him at the gate. And because it was a loose jacket, the other side fell from her right shoulder. They both looked at it and then looked at one another. It's as if he was asking for a permission.

He didn't need to have her word. She moved just a little so that the jacket would loosen and drop from her shoulders. He helped her remove it and places it beside him.

He looked her intently, her eyes, her nose, her lips, her neck, and then on her legs, before giving her a straight gaze.

He once again told her, "Eve, once again, just say it when you want me to stop."

Eve paused as she intently gazed at him before answering, "I've waited for this for too long."