Silence fell over for a second, two.. We both scanned each other's faces, and I could tell he followed every breath that escaped me, every heartbeat that thumped. I cleared my throat. "Well, I won't be fighting you." He slightly released the grip he had over my body, and it was enough for me to move.. Slowly, I turned to face him, but he just stayed quiet and let me be, following every gaze, every inch of my face.. The seriousness on his face caused chills down my spine, burning underneath my cheeks. And at some point we were both just scanning each other's faces, as I mumbled a small 'um' and took a small step closer, attempting to say something when all it came out was, "I just might—" kiss you. And that was enough of a sign that something had flamed inside us.. Within a second, his hands were over my waist, pulling me closer while his lips moved over mine, in a way that we both never practiced, yet knew oh so well.. We were in the middle of the woods, taken over by some desire that neither of us could contain, risking everything that we fought to keep a secret till then. I seemed to hold his face with my hands just so I could touch more of him, one hand sliding down his chest before within a second, I felt myself being slightly pushed, our lips separating and the ground underneath my feet disappearing for a second. My back was pushed against something solid, a tree, and when I opened my eyes I saw every bit of that lust reflected back in his. How could it be even possible for us to be taken over by something so strong, so suddenly? Only minutes ago I was frustrated by his arrogance and confidence. He won the little bet, the little fight, and instead of getting angry, I was just drawn by this unbelievable yearning, something both of us struggled with keeping in control. Our breaths were deep, our gazes locked for a few seconds almost as if both of us were clueless on how we allowed it to start. And as if once again we both thought 'screw it', his lips connected right back with mine in a movement that seemed to knock all air away from my lungs, yet I only kissed him back deeper, not even knowing what came upon my senses. My mind was black, my hands moving on their own, taking a grip over his shirt and pulling on it.. I was burning up not even noticing the strength in my hands, that I actually ripped it.. I now understood what came upon him the previous night when he ripped mine.. Now he pulled away enough to let me rip it fully, a very serious look of satisfaction on his face.. I only had a second to admire every lined muscle on his chest and stomach, and God he was so perfect. I just wanted to lick him all over. He pushed me back within a second, leaving such a quick wet kiss on my lips that I couldn't even respond to, and gliding his lips down my jaw and neck, leaving this demanding trace of kisses that caused all kinds of tingles between my legs, my knees to go weak and my lips to part in the need for more oxygen as for it was him that left me breathless.. Lost and completely submitted to the power he had over me.. Completely drawn and ready to worship at his alter at any times.. And Christ, with him.. Oh with him it was insanity of pleasure with just a simple touch.. Just a simple kiss. No one could cause all that inside me so quickly.. Make me lost and ready to do whatever it took just to make him feel the pleasure he caused in me so damn effortlessly. Our moves were quick, the kisses he left on my neck wet and unfinished.. When he moved away a bit, it seemed like we were both programed to know exactly what we were doing. I lifted my arms very slightly as he pulled the shirt over my head, attacking my lips with his within just a second, and leaving me motionless, breathless with the same eager response. His hands were all over my body, my bare legs, pulling very slightly and lifting me enough for me to straddle him.. Mine were in his hair, down his back, then his arms and chest, and oh God, his skin was so smooth and perfect, I felt tremors how silky it felt underneath my fingers.. I couldn't get enough. My hands shook from how much I wanted at the same time, the demand in his lips, his tongue distracting me even more.. I wanted to go for his pants as I felt his hands over my shorts, but all that I managed to do was breathe out a few sharp breath when his lips went down my jaw and neck, letting out a sharp 'Oh my God' as for it wasn't up to either of us. I could not believe that we were letting ourselves lose every sense, fall so deeply into each other in the middle of the damn woods, at two in the afternoon. And from the few groans he let out, from his sharp breaths, from the way he only pushed himself against me and pulled me tighter against him, I could tell that he was just as lost as well. His lips against my neck, my chest had me in some holy grail. I held onto him, running my fingers over his hair and completely losing my mind for him. Everything around us muted.. The birds, the leaves.. I could just heard our deep breaths filling my ears.. Then only his sharp breaths, slight groans against my skin echoing in my head.. I could also hear my own blood furiously rushing underneath my veins, like it was never closer to my ears.. Our heartbeats were mixing in my head, like they were finding the same rhythm and thumping as one.. Quicker and quicker. The more sensations his lips against my neck gave me, the more I lost all my other senses and focused on the shallow breaths and heartbeats that echoed in my head.. Turning into one.. One breath, one heartbeat.. My eyes were closed, my lips parted, my breathing shallow and my heartbeat rapid.. My blood was literally boiling in my veins, and I could physically fee the heat from Christian's body as well, his rapid heartbeat against my chest.. But in my ears, there was only one heartbeat.. And it was slowing down.. Steady and normal.. Only one breath.. Steady and normal.. My eyes slightly opened.. My throat was dry from how sharply I was breathing.. It wasn't my heartbeat.. Not my breaths.. And neither were Christian's.. I could feel how sharp he was breathing, I could feel how quick his heart thumped against my chest.. No, the beat and he breaths I was listening to were neither of ours.. I opened my eyes, still feeing his lips over my skin yet the sensations that they caused fading away as a result of me focusing on something completely different. I pressed my hands against his shoulders, shifting slightly, wanting him to stop and let go so I could hear more closely.. But the feel of his lips coming up my jaw had me a bit unfocused.. The heartbeat I was listening to was near.. The steady breaths too. Yet it wasn't me.. And it wasn't Christian..