#Chapter42

"Snoopy." His voice held a pained edge to it. I'm sure if I hit a pressure point his wall with crumble. I want him, no, I need him. To touch me, to kiss me, to give what we both desire.

"Look at me...please." and he did. "I want this, I want you and I don't care but to have you." I go to unbutton the rest of the dress shirt, his hand stops me after the second. "Please don't stop me." I whisper kissing every inch of his face softly. Slowly his hands let go and I finished what I started. Once again his sculpted body entrance my eyes...