My hands move upward toward the roots of his silcky dark hair. I lace my fingers through and tug slightly as his fingertips dig into the flesh of my hips.
Our lips are locked, tongues moving in perfect sync, leaving a wet trail in each other mouths. My body is straddling his, with his hands firmly on my sides and both of our eyes closed. Both of us feeling too occupied to pay attention to anything around us than the intimate moment we share here and now.
My eyes are closed as I let him explore every inch of my mouth with his tongue.
We eventually pull away for much needed air and close the new found distance while leaning our foreheads against each other. His eyes bore into the dephs of mine as we both are panting for more air.
Hunter's lips tug upward, "you're beautiful" He whispers,
