I should have done more then nod like an idiot or given a rushed, mixed up explanation of what happened but I was trying to keep myself from going through 'sensory overload'. So I rushed through it and just thought about how soon I would touch him. Selfish as hell but I can't be bothered to care at the moment. In some point of the kiss my eyes drifted from open to close a dozen times over as my tongue danced with his then moved all over him. I couldn't tell the lapse in time or find a place I wanted to kiss or lick or bite more.
I am hoping it lasted longer then I thought it was but all I could think about was getting him naked and under me. The full length of him stretched out in all it's decorated glory. Chest to chest was an amazing feeling but it still didn't feel close enough. I had to take it slow and feel my way but as my fingers ran along his waistband his did the same on mine. He lifted his hips as my own pants were drug down. As we kicked our remaining clothes off it felt wrong to be over him, above him and in control. I wanted us on equal ground and thought to myself what an odd contrast of moments ago thoughts. Here we were in the epic build and all I could think about was how he was. What he might perceive and though my hands were all over his bare flesh I took a shift to the side. Thank the fates I did because there he was, more real and colorful then I could have ever hoped for. I wanted his mouth, I wanted his cock, I wanted us in a blur of moving parts. Moving in erotic ways. But all I could do was take him in. From the top of his gorgeous head down his painted body, all the way to the tips of his toes. All I could do is think. This is mine, this is all for me. My heart is his to break. There is nothing else for me.
"It is and ditto." I smile because I'm not sure if I spoke out loud or he is just feeling the same. His fingers trace down my neck and my shoulder, tracing a path across the lines of muscles I spent hours building. My fingers start at the words on his neck that brought him back to me down a path of notes and words that flow into pictures he spent hours having drilled into his skin. Each one of us have put pain into beauty and I am sure both of us don't regret a moment of it. When I catch his eyes with mine both our hands stop.
I have to hold my breath as I watch him. I feel dizzy and turned on. It is intense and I am not sure I have ever felt this close to passing out, especially just looking at some one. Then his hand is firm on my jaw and he brings me back to focus.
"Hey! Hey!" I really focus now and feel my breathing regulate. I look at him and come out of the haze a bit. "That's better. Don't freak out okay. I love you, I know where I am and I know what I am doing. Nod if you hear me." I do and try not to smirk or laugh. "K, well then listen up. I am here, sane and I love you. Okay?"
"K" his smile is cocky and sexy as hell.
"Okay so stop looking and start touching!"
You don't have to tell me twice!
A/N: I am such a tease I know... I am seeing 3 more chapters with the epi. The next one... THE GOOD ONE! Eeppp! Is next... But it flows in to the last 3 so I am debating posting tonight... Don't hate all love! 3 MUWAH
