==8 30 8==
My fingers are shameless at the base of his neck. Dig, rake, tug.
Under the twin threats of warm air and my touch, his head is putty as he surrenders control.
I hide my eyes in the excuse of my work, struggling not to chance a look at him again, lest I get busted. Again.
Temptation takes over as I slip around to one side. Under the guise of creating symmetry, I allow my eyes to slide up his profile. No-nonsense jaw, elegant lips, straightforward nose, and eyes that crinkle at something in the mirror.
That something would be me.
A/N: Just one today, ladies...it's KEA day! Enjoy ~BOH