Note: Next update! Sorry it took so long, I was having serious issues with picking a subject for this chapter. After all, there are many, many things I could've picked ;-). Enjoy! x.
2 – Skin.
She knows what she's doing to me when she's wearing that dress. I've told her that at least three times I think. That dress… God, it makes me drool every time she wears it. First of all, it's because of the colour. The jade green colour make her best features stand out even better. And believe me, I'm not the only man in the room who notices that. Every single man does. The dress is short, not too short, but short enough to make it exciting. Then again, every single thing she wears is exciting.
The thing that makes it the hardest to not just rip of that dress and drag her into bed with me immediately, is the way it makes her skin look. Catherine's fair skin is covered with freckles. Her skin is gorgeous. And in that dress, her skin looks like gold. As if it wants to be touched.
And believe me, I want to touch that skin. I want to caress it and make her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. Because she is.
Catherine's currently on the other side of the room. We're at a reception for the chief, and I hate it. But Catherine's being the social butterfly she always is; chatting politely with every single person that comes up to her. And I've been eying her from the bar ever since she started. I know she feels me staring at her. Once in a while she looks up, her eyes connecting with mine. The small smile she gives me shows that she's perfectly aware of what she's doing to me. Unfortunately for me, she loves to torture me.
It takes her more than thirty minutes to finally back away from the people she'd been talking to and come to me. She lets her hand rest on my shoulder and kisses my cheek lightly before saying with a sugar sweet voice: "Enjoying the party?"
The bitter sweet smile on her face makes me want to kiss her to death. I instead say: "Well, I enjoy looking at you."
She chuckles, and bends her head until I feel her lips in my neck. The feeling of her soft lips in my neck makes me shudder, and once she breaks the contact with my neck she whispers: "Can't wait 'till we get home.'
She looks into my eyes again and smiles innocently as she sits down on the seat next to me. While she's ordering her drink, I focus my attention on her skin again. It's glowing. My hand automatically reaches for the soft skin that's her upper arm. My hand slowly moves up and down and up and down. Her skin feels like silk.
She gives me a surprised look, one that gives me the opportunity to move my hand to her face. My thumb caresses her cheek gently. Her skin seems so flawless. It's like honey; it's soft, smooth, sweet and even. Perfect. She smiles and says: "Gil, what are you doing?"
I put my other hand in her neck and give her a soft kiss on her lips before I say: "Just admiring one of the things that so gorgeous about you. You're skin's so perfect."
A slight blush appears on her cheeks and I whisper in her ear: "Glad to have that effect on you."
A soft laugh escapes from her lips and she whispers: "You'll always have that effect on me." I'm surprised when she presses her lips against mine again. I know she's wishing we were home. So am I. I'm even more surprised when she breaks the kiss again and says: "Let's go home. I'm sure the chief will understand it when I tell him Lindsey's sick."
The twinkle in her eyes is undeniable, and I know what she's planning. She grabs my hand, and I don't even bother finishing my drink. I know what's waiting for me as soon as we're together. And it includes a lot of her flawless skin.
Note: Hope you liked it! x.
