Forestsunshine
"A mistake?" he chuckle, his voice deep, almost angry. "Y-ye-yes," my breath shallow, my thoughts out the window. He pins me against the wall. "Are you sure?" his voice raspy and dangerously close. Words die in my mouth, as his hand holds my cheek, and move in closer to me. "It was not a mistake to me." he inches closer, lips a whisper away. "Nothing about the way you make me lose control is a mistake, Muffin." he whispers.