Scorpios

His warm hands caress my skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Slowly tracing the outlines of my body he envelopes my face with his hand, running his fingertips behind my ear. My eyes close in bliss as I feel him lean close his lips barely touching mine. I wait, my breathing is shallow. Butterflies dance in my belly as my eyes flutter open looking into the depths of his. He is mere inches from my mouth, the tip of his tongue tracing my mouth. My hand reaches up to cup his head and bring him to complete the kiss he started. Desire ignites between us like a fire with a log. Intensity cannot describe the earth shattering passion that is us.