My smile fades and I reach towards his shirt, undoing the buttons and sliding it off his arms. His eyes remain locked on me the whole time, and I feel his body tensing up. I throw his shirt to the side and step closer to him, putting my hands on his shoulders and pulling him in for a kiss.
His body loosens and he wraps his strong arms around me, yet they remain gentle. His hands find their way towards my shoulders, and he slides off my undergarments. My heart is pounding so loudly I can hear it, yes my hands remain calm, determined. I reach for his trousers and undo them, then step back and let him take the rest of his clothing off.
When he stands back up he moves towards me, then picks me up with ease, kissing me. He makes his way towards the four poster bed, and drops me on my back carefully, getting in after me. He pulls the covers over us, and turns to kiss me.
Our legs intertwine and his hand finds my hip, pulling me close to him.
I run my hand through his hair and kiss him more, meeting his tongue with mine. I feel him start to get hard up against me and he pulls away, almost like he was embarrassed. I know that he's not, maybe he's just nervous. But he decides to climb on top of me, and starts to kiss my neck. I tilt my head, and run my fingertips down his back. His skin is so warm, so welcoming.
