his lips are soft like a sweet child's blanket,
but his tongue likes to naughty dance with mine.

i can feel his passion on me and we both got combusted into it.

his hands gripped on my petite waist like he was riding a bicycle.

he tastes just like vanilla,
he's just as sweet as buttercream.

his cheeks are like an oven,
burning up around me.

he's anything but innocent,
but he's more than just a 14 year old boy.