94- Desire

Noah

Her lips were soft and I could feel the soft tickle of her breath beneath my nose, my fingers threaded through her hair as we breathed each other in. The smell of her perfume was overpowering as I placed my hands on each side of her neck. My lower back hit the wall as our lips pressed together. I could taste our shared breath and feel the thud of our combined heartbeat as I fumbled with her shirt.

"We can't do this." I heard her say, retreating as she bent her head, pink staining her cheeks.

"Why?" I responded sharply while trying to catch my breath.

She lifted her head to stare at me and I was immediately enchanted by her milky eyes.

"Am I a whore to you?" Ashley asked, "Is that all you see me as?"

"You're not a whore to me. You're the most amazing person I have ever met." I spoke with finality as I gazed deeply into her eyes,"And just because I desire you, doesn't make you any less."