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I try to remain quiet, but forget all about the driver and being quiet when he sends me over the edge with his mouth.

When I’ve slowly come down, and we’ve cleaned up, he takes his place next to me on the seat, pulling me close again.

“That was some kiss.” I breath out, squeezing my thighs in remembrance.

“I didn’t want to mess up your lipstick.” He quips, placing a gentle kiss to the corner of my mouth.

This man is melting me, from the inside out.

“What about you?” I suddenly think out loud, noticing the large bulge in his trousers.

“There’s plenty of time for that later.” He winks. “Where here.”

He smiles at me as the door is opened and he helps me out of the car.

I’m met with a larger than life Ferris wheel, sat next to the River Thames.

“The London Eye!” I stare up at one of the city’s greatest landmarks.

“I thought we could have a private dinner at sunset, and then do the champagne experience as we take in the breathtaking views as proper tourists.”

“The view will be unparalleled, no doubt.” I smile up at a historic part of my home town that I’ve never allowed myself the luxury of indulging in.

“I’m betting on it.” He rasps out, and I look over my shoulder to find his eyes are looking only at me.

My heart flutters and my pulse quickens at what he’s suggesting, as he takes my arm leads me to a private entrance.

It’s in this moment, that I know, I would follow him anywhere.

I always thought that being lost and being lost in someone was the same thing. I was wrong.