This Dirty Little Mind Of Mine
My eyes were drawn to his full lips and the memories of what had happened in the car invaded my mind. I wanted to feel that again.
Those fine face lines, those shoulders, his trained abs... I wanted to touch them all, trace my fingers over them and pull him close, so that not even air could fit between us.
I don't know what he saw on my face but his eyes seemed to turn darker. Now that that feeling was also pulsing trough my veins, I understood what I saw.
Desire. Strong desire was nestled in those grey eyes of his.
He stepped closer to me, leaving barely an inch between us. I felt the heat coming from his bare chest, his breath brushing my cheek.
His lips curled up into a slight smirk at that and he leaned close brushing my cheek slightly with his lips.
"I know I promised to not do anything, but right now I would really like to," he whispered with a low breathy voice.
A warm shiver run down my spine as a reaction to it, making me gasp slightly.
The only thing I could think of was the closeness of those lips and the need to turn and capture them with mine, so I only had one answer in my head.
"Do it then," I whispered.