(SKYLAR)
Panting, I pulled away from Jordan. If it wasn't for the air running out of my lungs, I wouldn't have dared break that kiss. It was leading places; places I knew I had longed to go to since that day at the balcony in Jordan's countryside manor.
Jordan stared into my eyes as I did into his. I could see the desire burning behind his green irises which reminded me of the color of the trees in the deepest parts of the evergreens; daunting yet beautiful.
I brought my palms over his naked chest and felt it vibrate with every breath he took.
His heart thudded erratically against his ribcage and I placed a hand over it, feeling it hum against the inside of my palm.
I leaned towards him and pressed my forehead against his, moving my hands up his strong shoulders and cupped his neck, my thumbs brushing the stubble on his jaw. Our lips were just inches away but I didn't kiss him again. Not yet.
