His fingers traced gentle lines down my spine as we walked back to his place after class. "I've been wanting to do this for so long," he whispered, pulling me closer. Inside his room, he kicked off his shoes and hesitated for a moment before shutting the door. His eyes roamed over my body, taking in every inch. He stopped at the waistband of my skirt, his fingers brushing against my bare skin as he tugged it down.
We fell into each other's arms as soon as we were both undressed. His warm lips met mine in a tender kiss that quickly turned passionate. Our hands explored each other's bodies, tracing old scars and new curves. "I've missed this," he murmured against my neck. "The way you touch me, the way you make me feel."
He pulled back for a moment to admire me, before once again claiming my lips in a passionate kiss.
