Fatal Allure

A tingle ignited at the lower part of my stomach, and I pushed him to the couch, climbing on top of him, our lips hungrily meeting again. The kiss intensified, a fervent desire to devour each other. My heart pounded, skin tingling, body ablaze with sensation. I wanted more, to be as close to him as possible. Drowning in the moment, in the feel of his lips and the press of his body, nothing else mattered. It was as if we were the only two people in the world.