We're near the time
Our bodies combine
This touch feels so kind
Could this really be
Under the sheets
So close to me
Let's take it one more step
You're all I need
Our lips caress
My hands are all yours
Our bodies they feel so warmYou feel it too
"FEEL"
Ronan Keating
Ray softly caressed Neela's hair and whispered "You don't have to do this, Neela. No expectations."
Neela reached up and delicately stroked his cheek. "I know, Ray. But, I, uh, I…" She pulled his face down to hers and kissed him. "I want to, Ray." As she stared into his hazel eyes, she thought this was exactly how everything is supposed to be. "Ray, I didn't realise that a kiss, a breath, a touch could weaken one's knees. I never knew. When you kissed me back the other night, I didn't want you to see how your kiss, your breath on my neck, your touch, affected me to the point where I didn't know if I'd have the strength to stand."
He smiled slightly. "Now you know how I feel." He stood up, bringing her up with him. She looked at him, puzzled. His smirk turned into a full smile. "Just wait." He went over to the stereo system and rummaged through the CDs. He put one in and as the music started, he faced her. "Don't ask."
She wrapped her arms around his waist. "Fine. I won't."
Ray laughed gingerly. "I figured as much." He pulled her even closer to where she began to wonder where he ended and she began. His lips were soft on hers and he could feel her body shiver. His lips began a journey from her lips to her neck, leaving only briefly as he slipped her shirt off. For a moment, he stood amazed at the beauty of her neck. "God, you're beautiful." He murmured tenderly.
"You've practically seen me naked before, Ray." She looked deep in his eyes. "And I you, so what makes this different for us?"
He picked her up and carried her into her room. "Tonight's the night I lay you down on white sand." He delicately placed her on the softness of her bed. "It's your night, Neela. We can go at the pace you want to go."
She smiled as she wove her hands in his. "I want you, Ray. That's all I want, whatever the pace."
Ray reached over and softly lowered the white lace strap of her bra. "I want to drink your wine." He moved in closer. He could feel her chest move methodically with his. As he removed her bra, he could feel his want rising and he could hear her softly moan.
"I love you, Ray." Her hands softly twisted his hair.
He looked up at her and smiled. "Glad to hear you finally say that. Say it again."
"I love you, Ray." Neela smiled. "I love you."
He softly kissed her. "I love you too, Neela." He slowly caressed her body and her hands reached down and, with a little trouble, removed his jeans.
"I thought you wore boxers." She gasped when she realised there was nothing beneath his jeans.
He cockily grinned. "Every now and again, you gotta let your boys move, right? And, what's this?" He asked as his hands moved up her skirt. He got that look in his eyes. "I always thought you wore lacy thongs."
"Sometimes, you just gotta breath, right?" She helped the skirt off. "Now, where were we?" She wrapped her arms around his neck.
Ray thought the earth shook.
