He looked at her through the pale light, their bodies entwined on her bed. He moved in closer to steal a kiss. It felt so good that she pulled him down into her. He fawned all over her neck with the warmth of his lips.
He nibbled slightly leaving little red marks in its place. She could feel the heat rise up in her chest. She ran her fingers through his hair. It was soft like silk and smelled sweet like incense. She wasn’t going to let him leave. He breathed her in as well and kissed her again. They pulled and tugged at each other till they were so close they were breathing the same air. He ran his soft but strong hands up and down her arms, down her thighs, over the nape of her stomach, through her hair, across her face, and over the peaks of her breasts. She couldn’t help but cry out in ecstasy. She nibbled at his ear, kissed on his neck, and writhed her tongue with his. He looked at her with glazed eyes, a man crazy in love. He wanted her. He wanted to be inside of her, but he couldn’t be. There was too many hearts that could be broken and he couldn’t risk losing her. So they just continued on in their foreplay until the early morning hours when he finally bid her good-bye. But she wasn’t sad, because in her mind she knew he’d always come back. And he knew the same. And until tomorrow she waits till they can again be together in the same forbidden fantasy of their love….