Kiss me, kiss me.
Her hands framing his face, his hands clutching at her waist.
Pull me in. Tighter.
She moans as his mouth finds her neck. The moan turns into a gasp of pleasure when he bites down on her soft skin. There'll be a bruise tomorrow- she bruises like a peach- but it'll be worth it.
"Julian...please."
She doesn't realise that she has spoken aloud- that is, until Julian moves to whisper in her ear.
"What do you want, Jenny?"
The question seems innocent enough, but Jenny has learnt that nothing about Julian is innocent. His azure eyes promise danger, not safety. But perhaps it is danger that Jenny is looking for.
"I want you...now."
She has learnt to be direct with him. The shyness that haunted her in her teenage years has melted away, and, in Julian's arms, she is a creature of confidence.
Jenny stares at him, watching as his lips spread into a beautiful smile.
How I love that smile.
He plants a tender kiss upon her lips. It is sweet and chaste, but he still remains in control.
"Your wish is my command." He says.
He kisses her again, but this time, there is nothing gentle about his touch.
Please.
He devours her. Each kiss, each touch, each caress...they are all an attack of intense pleasure upon Jenny's senses.
Her eyes are closed. Her breathing loud.
Kissing him always makes her feel like she is falling.
Oh Julian.
But, Jenny finds fun to be had in the fall.
Because she knows Julian will always be there to catch her.
Kiss me, kiss me.
Just something small. I am working on a dark Julian drabble, which should be up in a couple of weeks.
It was a nice surprise to find that people are still interested in these little stories. Hopefully I can carry on entertaining you all.
Reviews are always appreciated.