My Skylar by Penelope Ward

fingers. I had always wanted to touch it like
    this.
    His lips opened and closed over mine as he continued to move his tongue around the inside of
    my mouth. He pulled and sucked on my tongue at one point before slowly letting it go, making my
    nipples harden instantly.
    This was nothing like how I imagined my first kiss. This was what I imagined sex felt like: all-
    consuming, addictive, and it made me want more. I would have done anything he asked me to,
    and it didn’t even scare me because it was Mitch. This just felt right.
    Minutes went by, and we never came up for air. My underwear was completely wet, and that
    had never happened to me before. He kept his hands on my face or in my hair but never touched
    me anywhere else.
    The only time his lips left mine were to kiss slowly down my neck. I wanted him to go lower,
    and my breasts tingled in anticipation. But he kissed a line back up to my chin and then returned
    to my mouth. He growled over my lips. “What are you doing to me? I can’t stop kissing you.”
    Desperate for him to continue, I kissed him harder. “Don’t stop.”
    “I feel like I can’t, and it’s scaring the shit out of me.”
    I repeated, “Don’t stop, Mitch.”
    He said in between kisses, “l have to.”
    He kissed his way up to my forehead and finally pulled away. His eyes were full of lust, but
    they also looked pained. I leaned in, desperately needing to taste him again, but he backed away.
    Then, his phone rang, and he pulled it out of his pocket. I couldn’t stop staring at his mouth as
    he spoke.
    “Davey?” He paused. “Good…that’s good. Yeah…we just went…” He looked at me. “to get some
    pizza. We’ll meet you by the Ferris wheel in like five minutes.”
    I rubbed my lips. They were sore in the best way. “Are they off of the ride?”
    “Yeah. I guess we missed that development.”
    I shivered, rubbing my arms. “Apparently.”
    “Are you cold? Take my jacket.”
    “I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”
    “I don’t care what Aidan thinks,” he snapped before taking it off and putting it around my
    shoulders. “Just tell him you were cold, and I gave it to you. He doesn’t need to know anything
    else. You don’t owe him an explanation.”
    I nodded. “Okay. Thanks.”
    Mitch seemed agitated and looked me up and down. “We should go.”
    The walk back to the fairground was awkward to say the least. Neither one of us seemed to
    know what to say about what had happened, so we chose to say nothing at all.
    When we approached, Davey was sipping on a giant drink while Aidan was checking his
    watch.
    “Hey, guys,” I said.
    Aidan looked up, walked over and put his arm around me. “Well, that sucked! Where have you
    been?”
    “I ran into my friend, Mitch, and we went to grab a bite until they got you guys down.” I
    gestured back to Mitch. “You guys know each other from school, right?”
    Aidan smirked. “Yeah. Thanks for looking after my date.”
    Mitch had daggers in his eyes. “The pleasure was all mine.”
    “Ready to go? I’ll drive you home,” Aidan said.
    Mitch looked over at me, and my heart broke. I knew he was conflicted about our kiss. I was
    certain he was just as confused as I was right now. Neither of us expected what happened tonight.
    Still, I had come here with Aidan and felt I had no choice but to leave with him. I walked
    away, leaving Mitch and Davey behind. I couldn’t look at Mitch as I left.
    When Aidan dropped me off at my door and tried to kiss me, I turned my face, giving him the
    cheek. Between that and my disappearing act at the carnival, I was pretty sure he wouldn’t ask me
    out again.
    That night, I lay in bed nestled inside Mitch’s hoodie, smelling him on me and replaying our
    never-ending kiss. My body was still fully aroused. I touched myself and licked my lips, imagining
    that it was Mitch touching me until I came.
    I couldn’t fall asleep.
    If I was jealous of his seeing other girls before, now that I truly