(Warning! R-18 content)
Tasha... kissed me?! It was very surprising.
Her salty lips on mine tasted sweet in a way. They were small and...
No! It wasn't the time to analyze her lips. She kissed me not because she wanted to but because she wasn't clear-headed! I had to stop her to avoid later regrets.
'Between the both of us, I'm the only one sober. I have to act responsibly' I thought to myself and pulled away.
Our eyes met. Her eyes were filled with so much passion and a longing to love. She looked very vulnerable. It was a side of her that I had never seen and it made me want to take her wildly.
'She probably thinks I'm Alex' I thought and got up from the bed but she tied her arms around my waist.
"Please," she tightened her arms, showing more of her vulnerable side. "...don't leave me!"
"Tasha!" She indeed mistook me for Alex. "I'm not Alex, I'm Oscar!" I pointed out expecting the worst reaction but instead, she smiled.