It's him- he's here for me..the grim reaper. I didn't mean to leave him that fateful night, but I didn't know what else to do...afterall, how could I stay with a man of death.
It was too late at this point, he grabbed me and pulled me , and cornered me round the corner...I tried to run, but-
He placed a gloved hand against the small of my back and stops me.Standing still for a moment, trembling in his grasp. Rain shines on his lashes. His other hand tilts my chin up. I only have time to glance at his face before he brings his lips down to mine. Then, he's kissing me, really kissing, reaching deep down for more.
Heat explodes inside me, flooding every vein in my body, a fire so intense that I can't catch my breath. My mouth opens, gasping for air until he seizes my kiss back. The hand he uses to lift my chin now runs along the naked line of my jaw, careful and caressing.
He pins me to the damp wall so that his body is pressed solidly against mine. In this moment, I can't seem to remember anything. I push myself up on my toes and wrap my arms around his neck. I can feel the contour of his chest through his doublet and linen.
His kiss goes on and on- I have trouble keeping my thoughts straight now. My hands slides from the back of his neck to the part of his throat exposed by this shirt. I push the linen farther aside, revealing bare skin, then the smooth line of his collarbone, then the curve of his brown shoulder. My fingers run across a scar there.
He takes my hand, pulls it away from his skin, and pins it firmly to the wall over my head. His kisses wander down my neck. Heat ripples in rings across my skin each time his lips make contact. My toes curl. I'm going to fall, I'm sure of it- but he holds me steady.
The edges of my skirts are sliding higher, leaving wet streaks on my legs. His gloved hands. Soft leather against my skin. Then another wave of liquid fire bubbles through my body, and I can think of nothing else. The tiny raindrops landing on my lips and skin are prinpricks of ice against the heat coursing through me. I delight in the contrast.
How I missed this so...
