The movie ends and she looks at me. Her eyes speak volumes and touch me deep within, in that part that was reserved only for her.
She stands to put the television off and stretches. I swallow convulsively.
This is bad. No, this is beyond bad. My heart rebels and I stand up to meet her. She enters my hands eagerly and rests her head on my chest. I inhale deeply, her scent filling my nostrils. I feel her heart thumping against my chest and pull her deeply.
I should pull back but I don’t. My body refuses to listen to my head. She tips her head back and gaze at me.
‘’I want you’’ the words hang in the air. I dip my head and take her lips in mine tasting the nectar that is her mouth. I hear a moan but cannot tell whether it is mine or hers. Things get a little intense and we seem to not get enough of each other. We pause for breath and stare at each other.
A flicker of guilt flash across her face and disappears just as it came. She drags my head down again and we continue were we left off.
One thought flash across my mind as we tumble into the bed ‘This cannot end well’.