The Time of My Life

My heart thumps just walking up his driveway, I turn back to wave goodbye to my mother and continue the path to his doorstep. I ring the doorbell and wait till he opens the door, kisses me then shows me inside. He right away shows me up to his room where I'm sleeping but not doing you-know-what. In his room he has a flat screen tv, a normal full size bed with sheets brick red, a navy blue little love seat in front of the tv, and a burnt chestnut wardrobe next to the bed. He has a little coffee table set up with popcorn, soda, and pizza. For a second I'm in shock and amazed at how big his room was, then he gently touched my shoulder and grabbed my bag only to throw it next to the wardrobe. His Xbox 360 was already on Netflix and set on my favorite movie, he sits me on the couch and gives me an innocent kiss before he presses play and we begin. I move around the couch till I find a very comfortable place, my head was rested against his chest and his arm was relaxed on my hip, I could hear his warm heart beating and he instantly provided comfort to me. I looked up at his dark brown eyes and he gazed down at my big brown eyes. As our gazes met we got up and kissed like it was the very first time, our mouths explored each others, we held tighter together and it felt like nothing could separate us soon enough he tries something new. His tongue sneaks into my mouth, coiling around my tongue I join along and soon enough we stop, laugh, and resume the movie. I resume my position with my head resting against his chest but this time I move up higher just in case I want to nibble at his ear or kiss his neck. I feel like I want more but then I realize more is bad, we shouldn't go further than kissing because I made a promise to myself. I dismiss my thoughts all together and when the movie is over we play COD. I know he let's me win once, as do also, and then go hard. I have persuasive powers; if he kills me I'll just say I suck and he'll reassure me and go a little easier every time. Once we finish we eat and talk;we discuss our dreams and hopes (most of them include each other) and then cuddle up to finish of the night with scary movie. I begin to get sleepy so before I KO I kiss him without warning. This time it's a long meaningful kiss that lasts, his soft lips against my full ones, lips to lips and it all goes blank from there. I wake up in soft covers in his bed in his arms, he looked peaceful and calm. I love him, I know I do with all my heart. I wake him up with a supple kiss and he awakens with a smile, not just any smile my favorite, a closed mouth smirk that makes my heart jump higher than an astronaut in outer space. He leads me down the stairs to find breakfast prepared, I say good morning to his mother first, and his father has already gone to work. We see bacon, eggs, oatmeal, cranberry juice, sausage, and hash browns. My mouth waters as the aroma lingers across the room we began to eat, we talked and talked and then he showed me to the bathroom so I could shower and get ready for the beach. I have a black bikini underneath a tank top and shorts as well as flip flops that have Mickey Mouse on the bottom. I put on some makeup and then my fedora, shades, and of course sunscreen. I grab my bag and we head out. We took the train but it was worth being with him, he's got big brown shades, his hair is down (for once), he has a cool shirt on with some red swim shorts and flip flops. When we get to the beach I set up the blanket so I can lounge till he drags me into the water and I take off my tank and shorts to reveal my in progress abs and my flat stomach. For a second he stares then he takes of his shirt... Holy shit he's got a six pack, now I'm staring but in a less super shocked way. He grabs my arms and holds me close, I look up wishing he'd kiss me instead of me lunging but as if my prayers were answered he kissed me. A beautiful kiss it was but then again aren't all of them. Then the devil came, my ex, he comes up to us and stares at my body and my boobs. "What looking at what you missed out on?" it was bitch mode activated right now. "Yea I missed out, yo, player would you mind if me and your girlfriend went over there so I can make out with this beauty the right way" he was kinda right about kissing the right way he was a player or thought he was and was a really good kisser but never in a million years would I get back with him. That's it my boyfriend wasn't happy, he first told him to leave but of course he didn't listen and then he tried it the old fashioned way he dragged him for the pep talk of his life and just like that he was gone. He picked me up like a baby and kissed me. I swear every time we kiss it just gets better and better, he placed me on the blanket and laid me down still kissing me. He slowly lifts up and I sit up. He sits next to me whispering "I love you" in my ear then kisses me softly before he picks me up and runs to the shore he runs into the cold ocean water and dumps me where it's deep enough so I wouldn't get hurt. I'm shivering and playfully angry I splash water on him and just like that a war begins but this time I lunge, wrapping my legs around him and kissing him. I whisper in respond "I love you more". Then I'm awaken by my mother calling me to get breakfast. Only a dream, the best dream anyone could ask for, if only it were real.