<div class="floatright">(http://i1099.photobucket.com/albums/g393/theredfear/MaleCharPics/img-carlos-bocanegra_1155538764412.jpg)<strong><br/>Dom (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=150938.msg6869979#msg6869979)</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong> Bus<br/><strong>Summary:</strong> Making the choice easier.<br/><strong>Tagged: </strong> Sara<br/><hr/></div><br/>She turned and practically bumped right into him. He'd stepped up silently behind her as she stood there with her back to him, trembling fingers undoing the first button. And when she turned and there he was. A chest hard as stone, smooth as marble. The shirt he'd been wearing moments ago now crumpled on the couch where she'd been moments ago.<br/><br/>Before she could gasp, before she could even blink his lips were on hers, and his arm was snaking around her waist like a python. Lithe and powerful, capable of crushing her with so little effort. Binding her in an embrace, holding her prisoner so she could not retreat from the hungry and passionate assault his mouth was initiating against hers.<br/><br/>The kiss ended as abruptly as it began. He took her breath with him as he backed up a few steps and resumed his previous posture. Braced back against the counter. The moonlight beamed through the windows at just the wrong angle, painting a pale silver across the small curves of every exquisitely defined muscle in his abdomen and chest. Dark eyes bored into her and waited with predatory patience. He knew she was his. He was just waiting now for the realization to fall upon her.