Love is a Battlefield // c.d. (*ON HOLD*)
"There's so many things I wanna do.." He lays his head in the crook of my neck and kisses it softly, mumbling "to your body." I could feel his hands running up and down every inch of me, and I feel like puddy in his hands. Groaning, I run my fingers through his hair, and whisper, "Then what's stopping you?"