A loud clap of thunder woke her up in the middle of the night. She was unsure of the time because the power was still out, but between the flashes of lightning, she was able to see that he was still sleeping soundly beside her. She smiled softly to herself, amazed that this man had just stumbled into her life like this. The night they'd spent together had intrigued her and drawn her more than she would have thought possible from just a few hours.
She rolled onto her side beside him to watch him sleep. The sheet was pooled around his waist, leaving his chest bare. She rested her palm lightly on his chest, feeling it rise and fall with his deep, even breathing. When the next flash of lightning came, she leaned down close to him to kiss his lips softly. She intended to just kiss him as he slept, not wake him, and then lie back down beside him once more and sleep until morning, but her kiss pulled him up from his dream. His hand rose to cover hers where it still rested on his chest, and his other arm curled around her back to pull her closer.
His fingers twined with hers as he kissed her again. His fingertips trailed lightly up and down her back, making her shiver slightly against him. This man constantly amazed her with every new facet she discovered in him. Here it was, the middle of the night, and he was awakening the want in her again after only a few hours when she'd had no thought of this in mind at all only a minute ago. She gripped his hand tightly and deepened the kiss, swirling her tongue around his. He met her passion with his own, and she moaned quietly into the kiss. He broke the kiss and smiled up at her.
"I'm sorry I woke you," she said.
He brushed his fingertips across her cheek and kissed her softly once again. "No, don't be sorry," he said as he trailed his thumb across her full lower lip. She kissed it tenderly before he began to trace a delicate line down her neck that made her shiver once more in the cool air. "I want you again," he whispered, so quietly that she barely felt his breath on her skin, but his words drew a gentle moan from her in response.
"And how I want you..." she trailed off.
The line he traced on her skin continued lower down her throat and across her collarbone. She bit her lip to hold the sigh inside as he teased her. The shivers he was creating made her nipples tighten, and she saw him notice the reaction her body was having to his touch. Slowly, he slid his fingertips down and around the swell of her left breast, following the curve in ever-shrinking circles. He was enjoying tormenting her like this, awakening her body to such a heightened state of arousal. Although it was a torment to her, it was a sweet torment, and one she was enjoying completely. Her quiet sighs and soft moans were giving him all the proof of that he needed.