amberfocus | Zeppelins So Far...

...2002 words worth of pretty much solid making out. Erm...quite a bit like foreplay really...and I still have to write 1000 more, at the very least. 1500 if I can manage it. Can Rose hold out? Can I? Guh. Did someone turn up the heat in here?

Rose parts her lips and meets his tongue with her own gentle, dancing strokes. She can feel her heart picking up its beat, the syncopation becoming more and more wild as the kiss deepens, as passion flares to the surface and pulses between them. His knee pushes against her and inveigles itself between her thighs as he leans into her and there is no longer any space between her body and his.

The kiss breaks and her eyes fly open to meet his heavy gaze again. She takes a breath and he is capturing her mouth once more, his tongue insistent in its need to discover every secret she has not yet revealed to him in his heady explorations. His hand leaves her hair and trails down her arm and over onto her waist where he rests it lightly, his thumb just barely in contact against her stomach.