Because I cannot lose you! he yelled, not like i lost Sandor. In three steps I was standing right in front of him, my face inches from his. You will not lose me, my voice barely above a whisper. Before my mind could register what was happening, his lips were pressed against arms wrapped around his neck while his arms snaked around my waist. We fell against the bed in a tangled mess of hands and legs. Our tongues fought for dominance, while our hands roamed each others bodies. My hands run over his chiseled abs and up his chest, scrambling to get his shirt off. My head snaps up as I hear a faint chuckle. Do you want me to help you with that sweetheart? Just take the Damn thing off, I growl. Once he pulled his shirt off he returned his attention back to me. He pulled off my shirt and began to trail burning kissed down my neck and chest pausing only to take off my bra. He resumed kissing down my stomach till he got to the buttons of my jeans, unbuttoning them and slowly pulling them off. I gasped at the feeling of him kissing in between my thighs slowly getting closer to her underwear. He stops and sits up removing his own pants. Bringing his face level with mine, we kiss a deep, passionate kiss knowing theres no turning back now.
I closed my eyes tightly, only feeling a slight pain. My legs wrap around his waist and his arms grip my hips tightly. Soon my back begins to arch and I know I can take much more, his hips flex and began to loose rhythm. His arms encircle me as the feeling passes. We lay there under the covers cuddling with Nine gently stroking my hair, neither of us say anything careful not to disturb the comfortable silence. I slowly open my heavy eyes and look up at him, his ebony eyes look down at me and smile. Nine, I mumble. Yes, sweetheart. I love you, I reply as my eyes slowly close and I let sleep take over.