Vivian Li His lips are on mine. It seems like his whole body temperature is transferred onto my body. Suddenly, I can't breathe! My first kiss happened in my room. My boyfriend is sitting beside me in front of my desk, under my bunk bed. Before today, I promised him on the phone that if he can make me jealous once, I will give him a gift; he did make me jealous. Today, he is here for his gift. He expects me to kiss him for the first time, as a gift. I do. On his cheek, though. Don't know why, but after that slight kiss on his cheek, my face is the color of a fresh-picked apple. I don't look at him; I am afraid to. Immediately, he asks me if that is the gift I wanted to give him. I nod. He asks me if I consider that a kiss. I nod again. He probably doesn't know but that is my first time to kiss a guy. Without wasting time, he puts his hands on the back of my head and pushes me towards him. His lips are on mine. It seems like his whole body temperature is transferred onto my body. Suddenly, I can't breathe! I push him away trying to catch my breath. The sides of his lips rise. I see him smiling from the tip of my eyes. He then helps me to breath like helping a baby to burp while asking me if I am okay. I can't really talk since I am trying to catch some air. Before I realize what just happened, he once again, touches my lips with his. This time is different. This kiss gives me the impression of him trying to make me his. He is bossy. In his kiss, he seems to tell me that he is in control; I don't have the chance to reject him. It seems like I have to let him take charge. This kiss was a memorable one, even though it didn't last long. I couldn't explain what the kiss was like; all I can say is that because of this kiss, I gave my true heart to him.
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