Facing the enemy | L.N

"Tell me what you want and I'll leave," she added as her right hand moved to his hair. She could have easily pulled him to her and kissed him, but that's not what she wanted. At least not now. He stood there unmoving, with his hands against his body, losing touch with the world. They lasted in that position for a few seconds, when his two hands grabbed the sides of her body, pulling her closer, as if that was even possible. This movement caused her other hand to move to his chest, palm wide open. Aubrie felt the beating of his heart. His heart was calm, not raging like hers.
"I want you to be fired soon," he said with his lips almost on hers. This shocked her, but she told herself not to react to his words. She dared to look him in the eye.
"I'm sure you want to make me feel the fire more," she whispered, tilting her head to the side and placing a little kiss on his neck. A shiver ran through him as her lips touched his skin. Lovely to see that he is not the only one who has an effect on her.