Your body is fully pressed against Vinnie’s, lips moving rough and slow. His hands are on the sides of your face, pulling you closer to him desperately. His thumb is rubbing your cheek while your lips smack against one another loudly. You can feel Vinnie pressing against your lips even more feverishly, moving his lips against yours as if he couldn’t breathe without your kisses. Your hands are resting on the back of his neck, playing with the edges of his hair. You feel a string of spit connecting you two as he finally pulls away, both of your lips plump. You know I’d do anything for you, right? He asks, breathlessly.