“I have a thought” she said.
“What kind of thought?” He asked.
She stepped in close and looked up at him, admiring the sharp line of his jaw. “Well, first, I want you to give me the gentlest of kisses.” He gazed down at her, through hooded eyes, reached out and lifted her chin with one hooked finger, leaned down to until their lips almost touched and whispered “No.”
A wry smile danced on his lips. The corner of her mouth curled in a smirk. She grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him close to her. “Now.” She commanded, looking him directly in his eyes and he returned the gaze, lips hovering so precariously close. She felt him smile.
“Why should I?” He asked.
“Because I want it.” She replied.
“That’s not enough of a reason.” He said.
“Of course it is.” She laughed.
His smile faded, his face suddenly serious “give me a good reason and I just may.”
She let go of his shirt, stepped back, and looked him over. What were her reasons? Should she tell him that she was curious to see if his kiss would send electric shivers through her body as she suspected it would? Could she bring herself to admit that she dreamt of it? She stood there thinking of all the reasons she may have wanted to feel his touch and she could only come up with one…
“Because I need it” she whispered.
He closed the distance between them quickly, reached out and took her face in both hands and kissed her tenderly. For a moment… the world disappeared. There was nothing in existence but them and this kiss. She felt it all the way to her toes, tiny tingling after shocks running through her skin like she had lightning in her veins.
His lips were soft, his tongue sweet. His hands dropped to her shoulders as he stepped back, finally breaking away after what felt like an eternity. She closed her eyes wistfully, already missing the feeling of his body so near to hers. How delicious was his touch. To feel his skin against hers was intoxicating. She reveled in his lingering electricity, feeling light headed from the headiness of it all. She heard him laugh quietly under his breath and when she opened her eyes, she was alone, with only the lasting warmth of his skin as her companion.
