My drenched frame was pressed against his own body. The fire flared in his forest green eyes making me take a sharp breath in. The thunder and lightening had stopped but the rain was still pouring down. I shivered as I felt cold. His hot fingers burned my skin and every inch of my body craved for more. My hands were looped around his neck. He held me firmly against him. The dancing had ceased. I was tired. But the spark of life had just ignited within me.
He leaned his head forward, pressing his forehead against mine. His hot breath fanning on my stone cold face and I closed my eyes in instinct. I felt him everywhere on me. His hands shifted to hold my face amid his palm and I opened my eyes to meet those beautiful orbs that shun brightly with a light. The ginger touch of his fingers ran
