Amber’s Pov

Back at the Hotel Room

“Have I told you how much I like it when you wear a tie?” Krystal asked pulling me into a  kiss as soon as I had shut the door behind us.

“I don’t think you have,” I said laughing.

“It makes it so much easier to kiss you,” she said grabbing my tie and pulling my head down to hers for another brief kiss.

“Did dinner put you in this good mood?” I asked as she led me over to the bed and we sat down.

“No. It’s because I’ve got you all to myself,” she said putting her hand on my face and pulling me into another eager kiss. She just kept leaning further and further into me while continuing to kiss me, and I soon found myself with my back on the bed with her on top of me.

“Woah, Krys what’s gotten into you all the sudden?” I asked breaking the kiss and putting some space between us.

“I’m usually the one that has to pry you off of me,” she said trying to lean back in.

“Wait a second,” I said dodging her attempt.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Are you alright?” I asked sincerely.

“Of course, I’m just trying to feel close to you,” she said touching the side of my face.

“I don’t think it’s possible for us to be much closer,” I said referencing the fact that our faces were inches apart.

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it.”

“Krys, I just want to make sure you are really ok.”

“Kiss me and I will be,” she said.

“Krys,” I said pushing her back a little.

“What? I’m sorry for wanting to take advantage of the fact that we are completely alone without any threat of being interrupted. I miss you. You haven’t given me a real kiss in days. Why don’t you want to kiss me?”

“It’s not that I don’t want to, I’m just trying to figure out what is the best thing for you.”

“This is. You are what I need,” she said before letting our lips touch lightly, then pressing down harder.

Every thought I had completely escaped me at that moment and all I could do was kiss her back. She kissed me with so much intensity, but it was very deliberate. Each time her lips left mine and then returned seconds later it felt like I was waiting until she made me feel whole again. I know I have been trying to keep my distance the past week or so, but it was because I didn’t know what she needed. I didn’t want to be close to her, just for her to have a flash of a bad memory from what happened. I want more than anything to give her want she wants, but only if it is for the right reasons. Suddenly I felt her hand shift down and grab my own to guide it to rest high up on her side, near her chest. I tried to move it back down a little and she moved it right back.

“I’m not gonna do this,” I said stopping her and moving out from under to sit up and run my hands through my hair. “I know what you are trying to do,” I said softly looking at her.

“Is it wrong to wanna feel close to you?” she asked leaning on her side with her arm supporting her head.

“I want to be close to you too, but not like this. Not in response to what happened. I don’t want you to regret anything later on.”

“Am, I don’t know what else to do. I don’t want to close my eyes anymore and feel his hands on me. I want to feel yours,” she said desperately, reaching for my hand with her free one.

“But we’ve never gone that far,” I said meekly.

“I’m not trying to make you do anything you don’t want to. That’s just how I feel. I want to forget. I’m tired of talking. I want to lose myself with you,” she said interlocking our hands.

“I’m gonna hel