He looks at her, etching her perfect features in his mind. His heart beats faster as he watches her, the steady rhythm sounding like a drum in his chest. He smiles, listens to her talk about her day and loses himself in her voice.
Shush, he tells her, as he pulls her close to him. His lips touch hers and silence fills the room. Her lips, soft as satin, caress his. Tongues touch and breathing becomes deeper, harder. His hands gently touch her smooth face, sliding softly down her neck. Her breath catches and her eyes open as his hands slide down her chest and rest on her hips.
Her eyes close again, losing herself in his embrace. His body against hers, the touch of skin on skin, the feel of two hearts beating as one. Her hands entwine in his hair, gently pulling him back. He lifts his head back and she seizes her opportunity. Her lips slide down his neck, eliciting a moan of pleasure. His eyes close as she gently bites his neck, his hands slide up her sides, as they now have a mind of their own.
His breath comes quicker, her work complete. He lowers his head and kisses her fiercely, tasting her again. His hands, the controlled pair, slide lower and find rest on her buttocks. Her body melts against him, allowing him to feel her hardening nipples. She feels him, as well, and breathes into his mouth, I love you.
"What are you thinking about?" She asks.
He sits across the table from her, noticing her puzzled look. He curses waking from his dream, but knows it could become reality. He smiles again at the woman whom he loves.
"Nothing, my love. Nothing at all."
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