She groaned again arching against him.  God the way he touched her.  It had been a long time since she herself was with anyone.  She loved the sure way he touched her, brushed her breasts.  It felt so incredibly delicious to be touched by him.  Wherever he touched, it was like lava pulled there and flowed down and up and all around.<br/><br/>She felt his hand bury in her thick hair.  She loved a man who knew when to take control.  Soon her mind was only filled with this burning sensation and eager to have it eased.  She whimpered leaning up against him, silently asking for, what?  God help her if she knew.  She could feel her heart beating violently in her chest, as if it were a bird desperate to be released.<br/><br/>God those kisses on her neck.  She knew she should be afraid, but she wasnt.  Her pulse pounded heavily against his lips.  Begging, almost urging, him to take another bite.  She panted.  Never before had she felt so deliciously human and female.<br/><br/>She growled her voice just a bit deeper and huskier with want too.  "It has been long for me too.  You have consumed my life since I first met you."  She held smiled and looked at him and stroked his cheek bone gently as if he were a treasure that was sure to disappear at the first instant she touched him wrong.  "I have lived only for you to find where you lived and..."  She sighed and looked at him and put one of her hands over his.  "Whatever you need I would gladly give it."