him to take me, especially it being so far. Brendan would have never done anything so nice for me

He has the most incredible brown eyes, a perfectly chiseled jaw; his lips seem soft. You can

or far too long as he has noticed. "Yo

nd look outside the

you looki

e the w

that sounds, even his voice seems hotter th

the flush of redness. "I am not stari

like what you

without thinkin

at it felt like i

again, messing with my

don't kiss

ow there is no barrier; from here on end, the

want to k

I want to, even if he lays the

only one that thinks I am losin

ow

I should or shou

agerly ask in antici

kissing a woman in a wedding

don't know this man, but all I can think of

ng that I was thinking.

I want; generally, I a

u think that you a

pped staring at m

re you wearing underneath that wedding dress?" He asks with a look of hunger in his eyes

ng the consequences, I

sitating lips. Hesitating, not truly, for I really want this with every craving bone in my body. And it is those cravings that make me place my l

bites and nips and nibbles. As he threatens to slip through my seems

n his hair and pull his lips even closer into mine. This time when he growls, I am right behind him

houghts are obliterated, and the world gives away. It is a sensual dance of lips...but th

it feels like I am walking on air. Nothing around us matters, it

free, panting,

e feeling of being out of place, but the craving has now made way for a far greater de

ties take over. "Wh

was am

s wrong

e says as he pulls my trembling body into his. And as we melt into one,

rotest. We stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. His eyes are full of curiosity

ch of him screams perfect. Who knew that perfection could come in such a

ky smile; the idea that he wants is driving me crazy. He takes his arms and wraps them around my body. I sh

are driving me crazy. If we don't