I'm new to love.
The touches are new, the sensations are new. The simple compliments are new.
I can't remember the last time I've gotten goosebumps from a gaze or a sudden movement inthe act of passion!
Underworld? Lucien and his vampire love admitting their love for each other?
He is new. I haven't met a personality quite like this one. It intrigues me the way he sees life. The way he moves like a territorial wolf. His eyes roam around him, his attention split into combing his territory thoroughly and keeping a conversation interesting with me.
His kisses, they are sweet at first. Like a coaxing hand into a pit of fire so warm and inviting. And then he takes you off guard and shows you exactly what he is capable of. No sweet talk, no warning. I admire that. I admire the truthfulness of the way he shows desire. No keeping back.
And I love him. I've realised it today. When he placed his hand on the lower part of my back and directed me from danger, and then held my gaze fully. He licked his lips as we refused to release the hold of our stares.
And I realised it in that moment, and I kissed him as deeply and sweetly as I could manage. He returned it with equal fervour.
Im new to this, love. And I'm not afraid to jump in the pit of fire.