...himself for an outburst of rage or laughter. Instead she slowly rose to her feet and starred at him oddly. She slowly walked over to him and stood before him. She smiled and grabbed his hand and entwined her fingers in his. “Ben,” she said quietly. “I could never forget you.” And then she closed her eyes and leaned forward and kissed him gently on the lips.
As Ben felt Gwen lips brush his, he felt his entire body jolt as if he had been electrocuted. As she pulled away, Ben gulped and breathed heavily, his chest suddenly on fire. Gwen opened her eyes slowly and smiled. “I never forgot about you, or what we shared.” Ben starred at her, unable to believe what she was saying. “So then, you still have feelings for me?” Gwen smiled seductively and said “Wanna find out?”
She leaned forward again and kissed him again. As she did, Ben wrapped her in his arms around her and pulled her against him. As they kissed, Ben felt the fiery passion and burning lust that he had lost years ago suddenly rekindle. He tightened his grip around her and puller her against him, resting his hands around her waist. How long they stood there, Ben couldn't tell, but he knew it was a long time. They stood there, neither one wanting to stop or break off, letting the passion and lust that they had suppressed for four years surface once more. Neither one could have conveyed their feelings with words, but the kiss did a pretty good...