He places his finger on my lips and shakes his head. Then he kisses me again.
With more passion.
More intensity.
His hands roam over my body, finding their way beneath my shirt. I do the same, touching the warm skin of his abdomen and eventually tracing the faint line of hair down toward the waistband of his pants.
There, I pause, lifting my eyes and looking at him questioningly. A brief nod is his silent answer, and I need nothing more as I leisurely undo the button and then the zipper of his jeans.
With a soft sigh, he pulls me closer, and within seconds, it feels as if we're floating together in the vastness of the sky above us.
Away from everything that usually occupies our minds.
Among the stars that shine only for the two of us.
