Her fingers danced across his lips and a playful smile flirted upon her mouth as she gazed up at him, eyes sparkling. There was a hesitant, yet heady, look of longing sketched across his face, and as her fingers fell to his chest, he -- as always - found himself unable to resist the temptation of her.

Bending down, his lips parted and partook of the sweetness she offered. Lips opening beneath his, her fingers lingered, caressing the buttons of his shirt. He pressed a soft kiss upon her before barely pulling away as his lids opened slightly to gauge her reaction. In response, her face lifted fractionally as she met his lips for another tender kiss.

And still he pulled away once more before placing his mouth over hers again. This time, she wound her arms about him, her hands resting against his head gently and as his kiss deepened, she slid her fingers through the ebony strands of his hair. Cupping his face, she opened her mouth to him, giving into the passion steadily rising within her. Sliding her hands across his shoulders and over his back, she pressed her palms against his shoulder blades.

Then, as before, she ran her fingers through his hair, for a moment, gently, but firmly holding him still before her as each sought deeper and deeper fulfillment and passion in their kiss. Her form was pressed against his like a second skin and as her fingers ruffled his thick curls, the other hand slid down his chest, while his palms slipped from her face. She wound her arms about his neck as his hands drifted down the side of her body and settled about the small of her back. Effortlessly, he swung her up into his embrace and carried her cradled against him across the room.