<div class="floatleft">(http://zuri1.com/wp-content/uploads/Tyrese-Gibson.jpg)</div><br/>Ty listened, but part of his mind was swiming in her eyes.<br/><br/>Drowning in her eyes.<br/><br/>Needing...<br/><br/>Shyness defeated by nature, he leaned forewards, barely feeling the table against his ribs, and tasted her lips ever so gently.  He could taste her breasth, see her eyes behind his eyes.  If she remained as amicable as before, he leaned closer and joined their lips more firmly, groaning softly, but lost in contemplation of Elle's breath, her heart, the music of her moans.<br/><br/>Gently, he lifted the hand from her knee to caress the curls behind her head.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.onehairstyles.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/short-curly-dark-hairstyles.jpg)</div>