His hand wraps around my waist slowly, while he inhales deeply, savoring in the torture he’s causing me. He steps onto the platform with me and holds me close to him. His other arm gently rests on the nape of my neck and his fingers slide into my hair. He applies gentle pressure, pulling me in for a kiss. I sigh internally at the feeling of his lips on mine, oh how I missed it. They were just as soft as I remembered and I dive in for more. His grip around my waist tightens as he deepens our kiss. I rest my hands on his arms as I feel my knees weaken but he doesn’t stop. His tongue plunges into my mouth, tasting me and I gasp for air. He breaks our kiss and rests his forehead on mine.
“I don’t want this to end.. ever” he sighs deeply. Neither did I. I wasn’t going to fight it anymore. I t
