We pulled up to the house and in to the wrap around driveway. He stopped by the edge of the porch and cut the engine. The sky was still dark but you could see the traces of blue as the sun got ready to rise. The second the engine noise had stopped I began to realize how awkwardly quiet it was outside my rolled down car window. No birds were chirping yet, and everyone besides us was asleep, so it felt like we were the only ones left.
"Well... I had a really good time."
I turned my head to meet his glance. He was leaning back in his seat his moppy blonde hair covered his eyes a little but I knew exactly where he was looking. He was looking right at me. Just like he always was. Just the way I liked it.
"I did too." I wasn't lying when I said it. Tonight had been exactly what I wanted... Yet somehow I now found myself wanting more. He propped himself up a bit and leaned in my direction. I turned in my seat and suddenly we were face to face. I'm sure my breath smelt like beer but he didn't seem to mind, in fact I think it pleased him a bit.
"I don't normally drink like this." I blurted out.
His smile widened and he shook the hair out of his face. "I know that." I closed my eyes relieved. When suddenly I felt his hand on the back of my neck. Then his lips were pressed against mine.
They were soft and warm against mine and I pressed myself hard against them not wanting it to end. We had been best friends a long time and we had been flirting for a long time, but he had never kissed me before.
My head started to spin and I pulled away. He looked at me stunned. "I... ah... I'm sorr..."
Before he could finish I pulled him back in. I didn't know if it was the alcohol talking or what but I needed to kiss him again. I moved from the top lip to the bottom lip and I could feel him start to relax. By the end of that kiss his hand was back in my hair and he was pulling me closer.
I felt his tongue slide past my lips and into my mouth. It was warm and sweet and rough. We kissed for another minute before he pulled his face away. I knew what he was thinking. We were friends and we had never been at this point before. Even though we had felt it rising up for so long now. He smiled at me and moved in for another kiss. But this time I stopped him.
Because I didn't want to just kiss him. We weren't high school kids. I moved around in my seat and pushed my ass up onto the center consol and then into the back seat. He just stared at me. Completely bewildered I'm sure. But alcohol or not. I knew I wanted this. He had long been someone I fantasized about.
"Well... are you coming?" I asked. He unhooked his seatbelt and turned around to face me in the back seat. He awkwardly crawled by me and sat down. I crawled on top of him. Spreading my legs and straddling him caused my skirt to roll up my thighs a little bit. I could tell he was taken back by this entire thing because he had yet to put his hands on me. Instead they were just frozen in the air. It looked ridiculous, so I leaned in and kissed him again.