As our eyes met, I could feel something inside me. Something that I had never felt before, and it was intense. With each passing second heat flooded my skin, and I was as red as a tomato. As I longed for his touch, for him to be so close that I could feel his warmth, and his breath on my skin I felt my knees get weak.
The moments pass and slowly closes the gap between us. He pulls me in with a hand on my waist that's soft and gentle, the other cupping my cheek. He inches his face closer to mine till our lips touch. This is better then I ever could have imagined, his lips are soft, he tastes like honey jack, and smells like a bonfire. The kiss just getting hotter and hotter as we go. The hand that was cupping my face is moving down my body ever so slowly down my body till it lands on my waist, sending shivers down my spine making me want more.
Under the moon, surrounded by smells of him and darkness, the world seems to be fading away. As the kiss deepens, I lack the ability to think about anything other then his hands on me. In this moment all that's going through my mind is dirty thoughts of him and I together. Those thoughts are only making this moment hotter.
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To Catch A Dream
RomanceA series of dreams that provide comfort and warmth for some, and excitement for others. For all entertainment awaits within these pages. So enjoy and let your mind wonder these pages of pleasure.
