I was trying my best to eat. Though the way Tina was looking at me, made it very hard for me, to do anything. Breathing was an issue and here I was trying to swallow the damn noodles. I could notice she was hungry and was committed to food more than I was.so I tried to find some topic to take my mind off her eyes, hair, lips, neck, arms.I think I am insane.

Its a good thing that I ate or else the champagne would get to me. Tina was sitting with a satisfied look on her face. Eyes closed – hands behind her – holding the chair, her golden hair shining in the candlelight. Her lips unconsciously folded into a small smile. Her chest breathing casually and her demeanor so relaxed. I gently made my way into her lap, not letting my weight fall on her. I gently licked her neck and her collarbone. I sucked it. Her head falls back, giving me more room. God – how I love her when she demands me to love her. I devote all my attention to every inch of her neck and reach down to kiss her just above *****. My hands holding on to her sides. She shivers. I smile – Not yet T, not yet.

I pull her face up and she finally puts her hands around my waist. Just resting them there – not even holding tight but owning me nevertheless. I tell her I am sorry for Monday. I tell her that I am an ***** for not being there like this – everyday or often. Her eyes are already forgiving me, telling me I could shut my trap now. But, I have to tell her what she already knows. I love you.T. I stare at her – she stares back. We search each other – find each other – fall in love! I have tears in my eyes. Just having Tina with me, holding me – overwhelms me. Her hands gently untie my robe, her eyes never leaving me. She kisses the valley between my ***** – I am on fire. I am wet. I am all hers.

As I put off candles in the living room and get us more champagne, Tina is the bed, waiting for me. I enter the bedroom and its a sight I can melt to. I have to stand and take it in. my legs feel weak. The candlelight makes Ts soft features appear softer, her hair reflect the light making them sparkle with that gold color. Her milky skin – now that shes taken off her robe – seems like silk. Her eyes glitter with love that I am proud is for me. Shes holding my note – still folded. I place the glasses and reach to her, shedding my own robe to the floor. She trembles, struggling to keep her eyes off my body and trying to hide lust in her eyes. Shes so ***** when she does that. She asks me to read it to her. Only my hand touches hers slightly as I take the note. I dont need to see it. I wrote it. I look at her.

T,
I am so happy today! You make me so happy.
I have you I have everything. And I mean EVERYTHING!
I surrender my heart, my soul, my life to you baby.
Its all yours.
I want you, need you – to complete me.
Everyday I think – this is how much I can love and I surprise myself – coz the next day – somehow – I love you more!!

She kissed me, with the passion I thought I could literally touch. Her hungry mouth – exploring my mouth, her impatient hands roaming on my body, her uneven breadth in the air I breathe and her burning desire matching my own. We made love into the night, till we thought we could collapse. We ravished each-other till we smelled like each other without difference.

I caught my breadth and casually told her about Monday. Pure joy screened her face. Like a child, she regains her strength and rolls on me and holds me tight, knocking air out of me. Endlessly she tells me she loves me – kissing me all over blindly. I know what shes thinking. A perfect day turns into a perfect weekend. I know she knows I am thinking of that too. Without the worry of tomorrow – we drift off to sleep. Perfect – isnt it?