but it still wasnt the right time.
She was sitting on his lap, one arm wrapped around her waist, the other hanging over her shoulder across her chest. Holding her as close as he could, not wanting to let her leave his grasp. He could feel her heartbeat on his chest... or maybe it was his, he couldnt tell. All he knew is he didnt want to let go. The side of his forehead resting on the base of her neck, he could feel his breath bouncing back at him from her skin. She reached back over hear head, placing her fingertips on his neck. Running her fingernails across his skin, through his hair. His hold on her tightened as she dug her fingertips into his flesh. As if to brace him, he opened his mouth over her neck. He could feel her get warmer as his lips, his teeth, his tongue landed on her neck. There were other people in the room, but he could only focus on her, on her sent, her taste. Biting down with the slightest of pressure. Her hands roamed through his hair, across his neck, the back of his ear, down the back of his shirt, scratching at him. He wanted more than anything to feel her lips on his.