The slow caress of his fingertips on my arm. His hot breath against my ear, As he whispers “Are you ready?”
The slow nod of my head is all the answer he needed. The touch of his lips on my earlobe, His hot breath on my neck sends goosebumps all through my body. The pinewood scent of his cologne washes over me. A chaste kiss on my forehead, a peck on my lips and he turns me around. He tilts my head up by his hand in the dark tresses of my hair. He lowers his head...