I wrapped my arms around his neck, as he picked me up in his arms. He walked towards our house. Rain drops trickling down his handsome face, his eyes, his lips, his cheeks. I bit my lip, feeling butterflies in my stomach, thinking about what is going to happen next. He laid me gently on the bed. We both were fully drenched in rain. He slowly removed his shirt, muscles flexing. Tattoos were decorating his toned muscular, eight pack stomach. His eyes watching me, carefully. I stood up and moved towards him, so that we were standing chest to chest. I looked up into his eyes, which were now a deep shade of blue. I grabbed him by neck and slammed my lips against his.
His tongue exploring every inch of my mouth. Making me moan in pleasure. He removed my shirt and his hand slowly made their way
