Short Escape - 3

-Corrine-

I wanted it. I really, really wanted it. And I knew Andrew wanted it, too.

But I didn’t want to do it like the last time we did. I wanted it to be slow, sweet, full of lust yet somewhat filled with affection.

“I want it,” I whispered on his lips when he touched mine with his, but he was not yet to kiss me.

“But?”

He knew the tone I was making and I was happy because I felt that he understood me better than before.

“But this time,” my hand crept on his broad shoulder and slowly down to his chest, “I’ll take the lead.”

His eyes sparked with excitement and his reaction made me confused. “You… look so happy.” Doubt built up in my stomach. Did I say it right? I didn’t sound like a slut, did I?

“Of course I am.” He propped his hands beside my head, holding his weight so he didn’t crush me. His dark blue eyes gazed at me like I was the only beauty in this world. “This dominant side of yours—“ he brushed my nose with his, “—I can’t wait to see it.”

He slowly retreated and positioned