Drown
She couldn't breathe.
She can't even remember how she ended up here. The last thing she coherently recalls is they were arguing about something inconsequential and the next she was thrust against the wall. Full, warm lips pressed to hers, hard planes meshed to soft curves, damp breaths mingled, impatient, rough hands skimmed flushed, sweat-slicked skin, tangled in silken strands. Mouths melted together, flirting, teasing, demanding response as heat swirled around them, rising to a fevered pitch, a vortex of fire and flashed as when two wildfires collide, sucking all the oxygen out of the air, and exploding into a shower of sparks and flame, searing her from the inside out.
And then she was sinking.
Cool, knit sheets slid against sweltering skin as they tumbled to the bed, strong arms lifted and shoved her roughly along coarse fibers to the head, limbs tangled, entwined. Callused hands scrape against silky flesh, raking over her arms to grapple with hers, pinning them to the bed, his weight heavy upon her as he sank into the cradle of her body. And his sinful mouth, hot and demanding on hers once more, prying lips apart, delving into the depths of her mouth, her heart, her soul. Clothes torn away, shredded in his haste to see and feel the sleek, golden flesh that he said has taunted him for so many days and nights he's sure it's permanently etched into his memory.
Drowning in sensation.
Taste, touch, scent, sound. Chocolate and spice danced over her tongue as his swirled into her mouth, sliding, tangling, stroking skillfully, the salty tang of sweat as lips trailed over damp skin. The rasp of stubble against her cheek, teeth scraping over her neck, the bite of nails, the glide of skin, velvet tongue, wet mouth, hot breath. Clean, just showered skin mingled with sweat-dampened cloth, aroused male with warm vanilla, strawberry and cream, desert and sandalwood, sun, earth and stars. The rasp of breath rushing over her ear, a low guttural moan, thready gasps, soft words, sweet whispers, exaltations, strangled cries, his name chanted softly, hers sighed reverently.
And they were lost.
Hearts pounded, blood flowed like liquid fire, rushing in their ears as limbs trembled, breath hitched and shook, backs bowed, electricity thrummed, connected and crackled over nerves stretched taut. Bodies joined and possessively clutched, claimed, branded, cherished, worshipped, possessed. Hearts surrendered, souls opened, time stood still, the earth quaked and they fell into each other, immersed in a sea of rapture, absorbed, enchanted, spellbound, captivated. And then bliss, floating in a cocoon of warmth, soft lips and gentle caresses. Opening her eyes, his face danced before her, lips curved, eyes sleepy, satiated and he whispered one word with love and reverence, "Mine."
And then she couldn't breathe.
So he leaned over, pressed his lips to hers and saved her once again.