Prologue

The aroma of her hair drew him closer to her petite structure. He clasped his hands tightly on to her waistline. He inhaled her locks, and it sent him to an idealistic rapture. She aroused him. It ceased to amaze him how he encapsulated the hearts of innumerable women, but in return he was not fully delighted. On the other hand, Theresa Lopez- Fitzgerald was an entirely different story. She captivated his body and soul. He began to wonder with gratification of what it is like to be with her. Of course, not just in bed, but to uphold a relationship with her. He reluctantly discarded the thought for she was far too perfect for him. He believed she was like a newly seasoned flower. Pulsating with such vivid beauty. Aromatic. A fascinating scent unknown to mankind. He became exceptionally apprehensive to touch her. Akin to the flower, she is delicate. One caress would daub her exquisiteness. Towards his recent actions, Theresa was taken aback. She kept taking small steps absent from him, until she stumbled into a wall. This amused him. He adored Theresa's clumsiness. It was just one of the scores of things he loved about her. He began to study her from head to toe. He consumed her. He then looked up at her and gazed into her superlative brown eyes. Her eyes met his and their eyes instantaneously locked. Surprisingly, she stepped closer to him, unaware of her actions. Closer. Closer. Closer. There became no separation between them now. He then began to trace her jaw line. Theresa's body ached. His touch was unbearable and sent shivers down her spine.

"F- F-Fox..." Theresa trembled.

Fox positioned his finger on to her lips. Fox cupped her face into the palms of his hands. This sent Theresa into a perfect bliss. He began to place wet kisses on her temples and checks. Fox fervently kissed her. He began to pry open her mouth with his tongue. The kiss deepened as Theresa responded vastly. His lips began to move down to her neck. Fox's lips entwined with Theresa's once more.

"Theresa I want. No, I need you badly." Fox persisted with such tremendous affection.

Theresa gasped for air. "F-Fox make love to me."

He devoured her. Fox casually picked up Theresa and gazed into her eyes once again. He laid her on the bed, and started to ascend on top of her. Theresa tugged at Fox's belt. As he undid his pants he whispered sweet nothings into her ear. Theresa began to laugh profusely. She was silenced with his lips. Fox went into a mad craze. He unbuttoned Theresa's shirt, and his next destination was her bra. He unclasped it and started to place wet kisses on her entire abdomen, working his way up to her breasts. Moments later their clothes were piled on the floor completely forgotten about. Fox and Theresa became lost in each other. The moment would be savored.