Be Careful What You Wish For. 2

Be Careful What You Wish For.

Still Michael's P.O.V.

She was stunning, no other words, no other motions...just stunning.

I maybe studied her perfect face, perfect body and just all round perfection for a little longer than I anticipated.

Although she may not seem perfect in anybody else's perspective, I didn't care, because she was perfect in mine and thats the way it shall stay until the end of time.

After glancing at me she turned her attention back to the book she was reading.

I psyched myself up to make a slight first move, placing the palm of my left hand on her thigh, I saw as her attention moved from her book to the position of my hand every so slightly, then cautiously turn back to her book.

My heart was pumping with adrenaline, this was a whole new world to me...

I recollected memories of what she had done to me, I remember she always moves her fingers around...so that's what I did, I began to, slowly, circle my fingertips round and round, I felt her tense up, not knowing whether or not this was a good thing, but I kept going anyway, gradually enlarging the space in which my fingers were travelling, increasing their pace as confidence seeped into my bloodstream.

I shifted my body so that I was facing hers, but she was still sitting forwards, I rested an elbow on to the head rest of the sofa and leaned my head into my palm....this way I could concentrate on watching her fascinating facial expression whilst I worked my not-so-wizard-like magic, plus, coming up with my next move.