Internally, he was so happy she was kissing him back. He was so happy she didn't just slap him and walk away and end this before it started. The idea of making out with her, the Head Girl, made him excited. I mean come on, who hasn't fantasized about the hot Head girl every once in a while? And who would have known the talent the girl had with things like this? His mouth was exactly in tune with hers, surpassing every kiss he had ever gotten. Could this really be happening? he kept asking himself.
When she pulled their hips together, he bit down on her lower lip gently. He grasped her hip roughly to him at first, before letting go slowly and letting his arm trail slowly back up and into her hair again. It smelled so good. He was definitely going to have to think of another way to get caught like this again. That is, if she was interested as well.
He gasped as she kissed and bit his neck, he grunted and pressed himself harder against her. He wanted to whisper her name, to breath heavily in her ear, but it would make no difference. The idea that she didn't get to experience things that were so simple, yet so rewarding pained him. He took one of her hands and pressed it to his heart, hoping she would feel the racing there. It was something little he could do, and yes, it was rather adorable and romantic. He would probably not admit to it afterward.