Love with lights on.

"But I love you more..." He says, getting closer and soon on top of me. He starts to give me a couple of kisses on my neck, and I moan a little. I wrap my legs around his waist, and he stands up, my body attached to his. Dylan starts to kiss me again, and I run my fingers through his hair while walking upstairs. "Mmh..." Now I am the one who is kissing his neck.

We finally reach his bedroom, and even if there is no one at home except for the two of us, he locks the door with one hand while the other one is still lying on my buttock. In the meantime, I give a quick look at his bedroom: there is a double bed, a big wardrobe and there are a lot of guitars, A LOT, but I honestly don't mind.