His Lucky Green Eyes: Still enjoying it?

I own nothing just the voices in my head, "Ssh Jasper, I'm talking!"

Sorry they get a little impatient. ;)

chpt 12

I stand and move between his legs, not letting go of his hand.

"You're so fucking beautiful," I whisper, teasing his hair with my free hand.

His eyes close and I swear he purrs as he leans into my touch.

"Green eyes, too," I chuckle softly. "Aren't they supposed to be lucky?" I shrug.

I am waffling when I all I want to do is kiss him.

"Something like that," he shrugs, suddenly finding the floor very interesting.

And I can't wait any longer, the pulse moving through me gives me the confidence to make the first move.

I gently place my finger under his chin, pulling his eyes back up to mine. "Well, I think they're lucky, they brought me to you," I whisper, my lips a hairs- breadth away from his.

His eyes widen, they look to my lips then back, seeking what; Permission?

"Yes," I whisper.

Then his lips are on mine, possessive and hungry.

His tongue darts out, wanting entrance, and I part my lips, only to welcome his sweet breath with my own tongue.

They glide together, like two seals in the ocean, swimming together in perfect unison.

My hands find his belt loops and I drag him from the bench, pulling him flush against me.

"I want you," he whispers.

"You have me," I reply, sucking his bottom lip between mine.