Dont, His voice was dangerously restrained. We were so close together I could see the individual flecks of gold in his eyes, winking in the moonlight. His brows were arched and elegant and I traced one of them in my fingerprints. He abruptly grabbed my hand. My eyes flew to his and my skin semmed to burn at his touch. "I will not be held responsible for my actions if you don't stop touching me. " His eyes were deadly serious. I swallowed. I had been holding back for so long that even the idea of giving in made my knees feel weak. But he was mine and I had been his for a very long time. Much longer than I cared to admit. I held gaze as I stood on my tiptoes and pressed my lips against his. He grinned and smirked, " Are you sure that you can handle this. " A soft smile spreading across his mouth. His eyes darkened as he held her close their heart pounding in their chest. Their lips met each other and as their lips were entangled in each other his hand on her back...