Lost in his touch

every fucking day seemed like hell without her, but he is the boss and can't communicate his feelings to anyone..... can't tell somebody what his feeling..... can't cry... but passeverance...

They exchanged meaningful glares.. "Would you do me an extreme favor my lady by allowing me to kiss you?"

"Roman.. kiss me"..

she said with eyes full of emotion, and his lips came melting against hers again. her hand.. she only permitted him to have his way and kiss her, but same time she felt his fingers loosened up the slide_comb holding the length of her hair, sensed the silky fall of it around her shoulders, and slow threading of his fingers through it's length..

He adored the feel of it, the faint fresh fresh smell of her favoured floral-scented shampoo..

she swayed slightly... almost missing her step... and felt the slide of his hand to the base of her spine as he held her firm against him.....