Stealing a kiss from her - 4

As he pushed the chair aside, slightly leaning to her right side, he registered that sweet familiar note of lavender. He got so lost in those old memories that for a moment he forgot what reality was.

His body was no more in his control and complete insanity had prevailed his mind. Dictated by his desires, he slowly lifted his hand from the chair and rested it on her waist, while his other arm still stayed supporting her back.

He inched closer, leaving nothing but a distance of their breaths in between them. She could sense his breath turning all haggard and her own heart was running all erratic. The closeness was so absolute that they could feel the heat emanating from each other's body.

When she had kissed him at the airport, he had somehow resisted himself. But right now he wasn't. His thumb slowly glided across the bare skin of her waist as his hand inched under her top.

She stood there all tipsy with the myriad sensations which were crippling her ability to think. Her breath took a pause, for her heart was running too hard in anticipation. And before she knew, he pulled her closer.

So close that her lips were almost touching his and then her lips quivered, dying for his attention, seeking salvation from him,

"Kiss me now !!! Please !!!", she begged inside her head.

Leaving her back, his palm glided across her shoulder and then captured her face in a sweet cupping embrace. His warm palm radiated his energy through her skin and made her feel even giddier. Leaving all his inhibitions aside, his lips captured hers in perfect unison. It was beyond perfection, as the YIN clung to her YANG.

magic He closed his eyes and pried deeper, parting her lips and she caved in, in no time, like she wanted to be invaded upon. With every move of his lips, he made her body go all tense and then within seconds the magic happened. His eager tongue met her restless craving one and they tussled with each other, like two bickering lovers.

As his tongue played with her, she was showered with uncountable sensations, that reverberated through her body. Unable to bear the sweet pain of pleasure she arched her back, and like a natural instinct, his hands gilded on her back to support her. Her chest kept heaving up and down as he sucked away every tiny bit of rationality from her.

Her once lying idle arms were now snaked around him, her fingers digging deep into his skin through his clothes as he continued to strip her from all her senses with just the touch of his lips.

His hands were all restless, with a mind of their own, wanting to wander off to all those territories that the demon inside him secretly desired, forgetting all the statutory warnings that he had imposed upon himself. His palm slowly glided from her cheeks, his fingers lightly brushing against the skin of her neck and then he went further down.

But then suddenly his fingers touched the heart-shaped pendant that he had given her. And all the memories came back rushing in. It made him remember that he had to take care of her, not by being with her, but by obliviating. He detached from her in an instant, depriving her of him, in a split second.

Clearing his throat he said,

"The power will be up in a minute".

Saying that he left her all alone and walked away towards the door.

She extended her hand but he wasn't there. She took his name, but he didn't respond. He vanished like a ghost into the thin air.