He shuts the bedroom door and sets me on the floor. He pushes me against the door and starts kissing me. I kinda expected it but it still has a great effect on me.
He stops and looks at me then takes a hold of my hands when I try to touch him.
“Not now!” it’s a soft command. One that turns me on more. He holds the hands behind my back, not taking his eyes off me. It’s a deep gaze. One that makes me flush and look at his lips.
It’s worse because they are so sexy and inviting. I gulp loudly, my eyes still on his lips and when I can’t take it anymore, I shift them to his eyes.
His eyes are still foggy. He is looking straight into mine as if scrutinizing my every inch. He doesn’t touch me or kiss me. He has stopped all that. Just staring at me and I don’t know how long I can take the inten
