Re: Still later
The admiration is mutual, and in that moment much is said, without a word passing from their lips; but much contained in their gaze, though his blue-grey eyes seem darker than usual with the flush of desire dilating his pupils as he does so.
She is, without question, without doubt, without argument ... beautiful.
And he wants to express that over and over and over again, for as long as she will let him. His arms slide around her once more, hands gliding over the planes of her back as he hungrily claims her mouth again.