Be Careful What You Wish For. 2

Be Careful What You Wish For.

Still Michael's P.O.V.

"No! Give it back!" She laughed, trying to reach the tissue which I now held up above my head as she tried to reach it.

She shifted up from her crossed legged position on the bed to a kneeling position in attempt to retrieve back the tissue.

"Mike!" She giggled, one of her hands was now resting on one of my shoulders as she kept her balance whilst battling me, I was giggling uncontrollably as I was far too easily winning.

I leaned further back to heighten her difficulties but this caused her to put more pressure and weight on my shoulder, making me lose my balance and falling back onto the bed, of course she followed, accidentally landing with her hands either side of my head, these fast actions were somehow startling and halted our play fighting immediately as we immersed ourselves in sudden eye contact with close proximity. I looked up into her green eyes, there was something deeply intimate about this moment, even though nothing was happening.

I sneakily licked my lips as they were aching for hers to be upon mine, I reached up, tucking my fingers under her hair and laying them gently on the back of her neck, slowly but softly pulling her head towards mine.