You feel his lips against yours and you know that you needed him more than you thought. You play with his lips and your hands work their way up against his stomach feeling every curvature of his abs. You feel his breathing increasing rapidly and then your hands find his chest. You know that it's his weakness when you put your hands near his chest and then you move your mouth next to his ear and whisper.
"James, take me…"
You haven't even finished your sentence when he picks you up and carries you to your bed laying you softly down on your covers. You feel his gentle touch and you know that this is a man that cares deeply for you. He pulls away from kissing you and then take your wrists in his hands. You see the pain radiating from his eyes then he kisses your wounds and looks back into your eyes.
"I'm okay now, James…I'm okay"
