I step forward, I took a bold step, placing my hands on his solid chest and pull my face up to meet his eyes.
We spend a few silent moments gazing at each other before his lips fall to mine, instantly catapulting me to his central heaven, my most favourite place in the universe. I moan, moving my hands up in his hair to hold on to him as he lifts me and secures me against his body, our tongues lapping and circling slowly.
He takes me to the bed, laying me beneath him, my hands placed above my head. He doesn't hold them there, but I know that's where they've got to stay.
He releases my mouth and sits up, leaving me hot, dazed and panting short, sharp breaths.
He looks down at me, the cogs going into overdrive in that beautiful mind of his. I want to know what he's thinking. He's been slipping in and out of thoughtfulness for days now.
