-Camilla-
"What if the last time wasn't enough?" I whisper and Marcello stops.
He moves a bit away from me and I regret my statement. But when I open my eyes, Marcello is not gone. He's still leaning over me, his eyes closed. I gently caress the stubble on his face with my fingers. The sounds of how prickly he is audible to us and us alone.
"What do you mean Cam?" he asks. His eyes still closed.
"Open Marcello, look at me," I ask him and open his brown eyes.
"What if I want more?"
His eyes are intense, his mouth pulls into a smile and he leans down to catch my lips.
Ever so slowly our kiss starts and we keep kissing as Marcello pulls me up with him and I sit on his lap. My hands hold his face as one of his hands holds my neck and his other hand goes to the bottom of my shirt.
