“No artifice,no pretending to faintor slipping so he could catch me.Just our locked gaze tightening the space between usuntil our voicesneed only whisper,lips to ear, then lips upon lips.”
“I’m going to come,” he whispered, lips against her ear. “Deep, deep inside you.”
“He kept his eyes on mine, his gaze unblinking, and I stared right back into the blue. He moved almost imperceptibly and in the space between a heartbeat his lips touched mine.”
“You are meant for me, and I for you," Brandon whispered in my ear, and pressed his lips to my neck, sending more dreams of our future through me.”
“My throat tightened when I noticed a small tattoo of an origami rose on his upper arm. . . "Hey, Lenzi," he whispered, barely louder than the surf."Rose," I said as our lips met. "My name is Rose.”
“The tension between us kicked up a notch, and I realized that along with our bodies being nearer, so were our lips.”