Edward
Vasili's lips felt like they were touching every inch of my skin as he undressed me. His hands felt warm helping me centre myself as they ran up and down the back of my thigh. My head felt dizzy with pleasure when he finally came back up to place his lips on mine. My arms wrapped around his shoulders as he kissed me so lovingly and with so much need I thought I would go mad.
He was worshipping me without even saying a word. He was devouring me without even being inside me and I loved it. I loved him. I was naked under his clothed body already writhing to be closer to him but he deprived me of that.
"Vasili," I begged as his lips sucked on the flesh of my neck as his hands trailed up and down my sides, "please," I cried out when he nibbled on my skin causing short pants to leave my lips. It had been too long without him and I was finding it hard not to implode every time he touched me.
