Don’t cry, whats wrong? I whispered, my face inches away from her own.

The salty droplets continued to tumble over themselves in the descent down Millies face. Each tear leaving a damp trail against her perfect skin, resting for a moment on her chin before losing grip and falling. I couldn’t bear to see her cry, those big brown eyes filling up and showing their vulnerability. I pressed my face to hers, planting kisses where the tears were falling, my lips soaking up her sweet, salty water. Her warm breath caressed my cheek and I pulled back slightly to look into her eyes. They were no longer filled with tears, but a warmth and love that I knew I was mirroring in my own.

Do you really like it here? she asked, her eyes playfully straying down to my lips.

Again I simply smiled, I had no words, she had taken my vocabulary and made it useless to me. Instead of words I chose actions to express myself.

Without hesitation I leaned forward and captured her lips with my own, holding the tender kiss as the seconds ticked away. As her bottom lip withdrew from mine I reached for her, my hand finding the soft, thick hair against her neck and brought her mouth to mine again. We sank into one another, our lips connected in the most blissful state of engagement. I heard the gentle whimper escape from Millies throat, floating between our mouths as we opened up to one another. Our tongues met and air became precious. The torrid actions our tongues under took, expressed our concealed need to be merged together in the desired dance of indulgence.

Before I could react Millie had me pressed up against the fridge, I heard the distant shake of bottles and containers protesting at the sudden shake up of their placid environment. But there was no time to consider the inanimate world inside the refrigerator. Millie had decided she was going to devour me completely and her fevered state took my breath away to the point where we were both gasping for air.

I held onto her back, my hand pressing her body into mine. Our figures moulding into one as we fitted perfectly together. I managed to release my lips from hers, feeling her hot breath against my cheek made me want to kiss her again. I could never get enough of her, it seemed her simple presence surged adrenaline through my system. Travelling through ever nerve in my body and setting fire to each heightened sense, one by one.