he kissed her again feeling the adrenaline rush through his veins . she felt like a drug he was addicted to. his hands unbuttoned her top pulling it off her shoulders. Devon felt drunk on his desire for her , each touch felt like being awakened.
the cashmere red top lay by the bed. the lights were low but the City lights outside were shining on her face and her torso. so perfect she was. he sat up and starred at her. she was like a work of art. complicated, strange beyond what he can comprehend . she looked like the kind of girl a man would be crazy for , laying there topless her chest bare in his eyes, she looked like poetry.
he took his shirt off throwing it on the floor. lifting her head up closer to him and kissing her once more, his hands roaming and touched every inch of her br*
