She drew closer to him till there wasn't space enough to pass paper between them and "No strings attached." She whispered and that jolted him back to the present.
His eyes flashed with bare emotions before he pulled distances between them. Her breath hitched as his face clouded with guilt.
All this time he had restrained in having a sexually based relation with her. He wanted to touch her very soul when she would be bare against him. She was no prude and the sexual tension between them was magnetic, if he wanted a physical relationship he would have had it by now.
When he would finally be inside her he wanted to dive in deeper with his every thrust. He had f*cked around a lot that it disgusted him now but with her, he wanted to make love.
