Death of me

"Love look at me"

His voice remained deep yet gentle. I still didn't look at him. My eyes wondered everywhere but his eyes. I could feel him getting irritated.

His hand made his way to my throat as he held it. Strong enough to keep me in his grasps, but light enough to not hurt me. His thumb touched my chin and gave a slight push to the side allowing me to look him in his eyes.

"Fuck" He groaned while looking into my eyes.

"What" I said softly. Looking him in his eye.

"Your eyes. I want to be the one to make your eyes roll to the back of your head" He whispered in my ear sending shivers down my back.

Still holding onto my throat he kissed down it slowly.