He deepens the kiss and pulls me impossibly close to him so that my entire body is against him. He slips his tongue into my mouth and gently walks me backwards until I’m up against a tree and he continues to kiss me. After a moment, he pulls his lips away and rests his forehead on mine, breathless.
“We need to keep going before I mark you here, and the moon isn’t even up yet.” he says, and all I can bring myself to do is nod. If he marked me here and now, I wouldn’t be mad. He releases me and takes my hand, waiting for me to lead us on. We continue to walk when we come upon the clearing and I squeeze his hand, stopping as we reach the meadow.
I thought this was the most beautiful place ever this morning when the sky was blue and the sun was shining, but I was wrong. The sun is sett
