He understands my indecision.
I know he's not thinking with his head up, but it wouldn't be bad to stop being all elated when he's around.
He then says:
''It doesn't have to be anything romantic, I'm not asking for that, and it won't be like that, I assure you. Just something physical, we won't even remember it afterward.''
I bite my lips and somehow he takes that as a yes because his lips are moving closer to my neck, and he is leaving long kisses that are giving me goosebumps and I close my eyes while his hands are moving up my body and his mouth is moving down my neck.
He has somehow climbed my dress as I lose myself in the warm wet kisses he leaves on my neck. He moves as far away from me as possible, making me look into his eyes, his desire evident and his naughty
