Chapter Sixteen
We were gasping for air, hands entwined, seeking solace in one another's eyes. And when he smiled I was up somewhere above my body in the clouds. He kissed me again, softer this time, cupping my face, his tongue wreaking havoc on my lust gripped body. I moved into the space between his legs, feeling the length of his body against mine, willing his fingers to venture lower than the small of my back. Then I remembered the library, and my mouth curled up against his.
'Feel a little better?' I smiled, pecking him on the cheek, chastely. I breathed in that woody scent, wishing I could bottle it and take it home with me. I'd quite happily wake up with that scent on my sheets, for the rest of my life.
He blinked a few times, like he was clearing the haze of our little clinch,
