Him

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I could feel the heat of his breath travel through me. Heating me up and burning a flame inside of me.

I turn away, but he puts his hand on my jaw turning me towards him once more.
I felt his tongue on my bottom lip first before everywhere on my body aside from where he kissed lost feeling.

I reveled in the soft kiss.
His lips were just as soft as I'd imagine and they tasted faint of the cherry chapstick he always applied in the car every morning on our way to work.

He'd settled his sadness into a kiss and had given it up me.

The kiss was slow and sweet.

His tongue brushed against my own and I left it to taste his lips once more. Wanting to make sure I remembered their texture and taste every time I looked at them.

He pulled away and looked at me, I'm sure now the want for him was evident in my face.

I didn't want to turn away now, not when I'd tasted the mint on his tongue, not when I'd tasted him. I don't think I'd ever be able to turn away from again.

He starts to move away, he starts to stand and I couldn't let him go. I pulled him back down till he was back in the same position.

I wrapped my hands around his shoulder pulling him closer to me and into the kiss once more.

He's taken aback but quickly falls back into the rhythm of the kiss that had become way heavy. A kiss that had become more passionate and needy. I was needy because I was afraid that this would be the only time I'd get to kiss him.

His head crocks to the the side giving me more access to his mouth, I gladly leaped at the opportunity. I tightened my hold of his neck and his smiles into the kiss and somehow that made the kiss even sweeter than it was before.

I bite his tongue and hold it still before brushing my own against it. He sucks on it so softly that I almost forgot how erotic the act was.

It lasted for a second longer before I pulled away.

"We should go." I said slightly breathless.
He doesn't say anything just looks at his hands.

"Ellis?" I question and he says nothing. My stomach feels painfully tight at his silence.

He gets into my car silently.
I get in too.
We sit there in silence.

He takes my hand holding the key, ready to put it into the ignition into his own hands. He pushes the key out of it and brings my hand to his lap selfishly.

I let him hold me in place. I let him Caress the back of my hand with his before he brought the back of it to his lips and kissed it. His lips lingering on it.

"Cuore mio — My heart"