Waiting...

 She sat waiting anxiously – she was so nervous.

What if he had changed his mind? What would she do if he decided not to show up? She heard a sound and turned to see him standing quietly in the door.

His eyes sought hers to make sure there was no doubt there. She smiled and he moved toward her. The look in his eyes sent tremors of excitement through her. He intended to claim his promised kiss. She rose to take his hand, but he pulled her gently to him. He looked into her eyes and said, “I intend to fulfill your fantasy.” He leaned in and softly touched his lips to hers. She gasped as the sensation of his touch overwhelmed her. Her lips parted and his tongue moved lightly over her lips before dipping into the warmth of her mouth. Her hands reach to run her fingers through his hair to pull him closer. The excitement and joy flood her and she responds to him with abandon. She welcomes his touch as he rubs his hands up and down her back. He pulls back slightly to see if the heat he feels is reflected in her eyes. She is smoldering and leans in to reclaim his lips to continue the exquisite joy. Her lips move frantically over his as she sucks first his top lip then his bottom lip into her mouth before slipping her tongue in to explore the heat radiating from him. As he feels the tears trickle down her cheeks, he pulls back to wipe them away, “Why the tears?” he asks. “I’m just so overwhelmed by you and this” she replies as she leans back in to pull him closer and claim his warm, soft lips once again.