63 - Becca

Fred's mouth found mine, his tongue opening my lips and putting himself inside, taking me as his favorite drink, keeping me still, but taking me to many light years away from that room.

My whole body was filled with his presence and his strength, as I gave in to desire, letting myself be totally carried away by a warm and overwhelming kiss. My fingers tightened on Fred's biceps, as if I needed his solid structure to keep me on earth.

The bed that should be just my resting place, trembled softly when he pushed me against it, causing the bars below to swing. His whole body covered me, like a prison of muscles and burning desire, but I didn't want to escape, I wanted him to make me his like no other could.

I wanted that kiss to hold me in his arms all night long, and for the rest of the time we would still have together. Just us. No fears. No charges. I raised my hands to his shoulders, kissing him with all my will, and allowing him to snatch me with equal hunger.

Fred murmured in my mou