One

"That you're mine."

He said as he cupped my face with his hands, his tough gentleness, and full of affection. He brushed his lips against mine gently and firmly.

My arms involuntarily wound around his waist, pulling him closer as his kiss deepened, each touch igniting a passion that had been burning between us for some time.

Pinning my arms down and kissing me deeply, the world around me faded into insignificance. At that moment our anger melted away, leaving us with desire.