Two things at the same time FIRST and LAST.
It goes deeper and deeper with every puff and every slide and glide. Smoke gets in your eyes…Then his eyes met hers. As his lips curled up into a mischievous grin. His lips lightly grazed against hers as his fingers brushed against the smooth skin of her face. Her fingers run down his chest. Her heart slammed as it beats…..words smooth as silk were whispered in her ear. Then brought shivers down her spine. Her blood heated as his soft fingers teased and run down her silky thigh. Her bright eyes devoured him as the cold night wore on, not knowing when she’d see him again. She memorized every expression, every laugh line, even the way his eyes seemed to follow her every move, his laugh, his slow smile, the way he smokes. the way his lips felt against hers, the pounding of his heart as his arms wrapped around her, holding her close. the way his masculine scent filled her nostrils as she buried her face into his neck and the way she felt when he looked into her eyes. As they whispered her mind cracked and splintered, enjoying each minute of the game and somehow knowing and wanting it to be the first and the last time…….
