My legs were wrapped tightly around his waist and my head buried in the crook of his neck. His scent filled my senses, and I inhaled it like my life depended on it. My hands which were tangled in his hair, tugged at the dark strands, urging him on as he attempted to carry me to the bed which suddenly seemed too far.
He lowered me to the plus rug when the impatience became too much to bare. His lips returned to mine hungrily and I returned his kiss with as much hunger. My skin was on fire and it felt like the only thing that could put out the fire was his skin.
He coild tell, and he pulled back, causing me to grab his collar tightly. He chuckled darkly.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this." he rasped, his voice sounded low and gravely.
"Then do it already." I bit out. I was so impatient I was almost angry at him for playing around.
"Patience, Ariella." He said. "I'm not going to fuck you with your clothes on."
