Under her, Bertie’s chest and hips and thighs softened from warm statue to hot flesh, and his lips molded to hers as he groaned into the open-mouthed kiss. His arms came around her and he tightened the embrace, as the slow place gave way to the serious dizziness of the best kiss she’d ever had. Adrenalin was a drug, yes, a very good drug indeed. She was flying, and he was flying with her, and they blazed skin to skin, never mind the clothes in the way; she could feel his heart thudding against her own ribcage, as he writhed and twisted against her, all hot silky skin and slippery velvet tongue. When he finally released her from the kiss, it was to look at her in dazed ecstasy from under the sparkle of blond lashes, and whisper, “Annie, you’re amazing,” and then grab her again, kissing her very much under his own volition this time and then sighing, “You’re alive.” Which was really stating the obvious, her brain thought, but then her brain had never been very romantic, obsessed as it still was with the missed opportunity for extra credit in physics lab.
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Methinks she may be romantic after all – or else she will receive many extra physics credits
So much emotion packed in six sentences – very well done! 🙂
the last line gave me a chuckle! Looks like she’s working in some extra credit in physics if not chemistry…
I love that last line.
I’m not sure how purposeful this was, but I really thought that the rhythm of your writing (continuous, with little pause) worked perfectly with the emotion of the scene. It carried along really well.
Love love love the pace, flow and emotion. Thank you!
Woo, steamy. My glasses are all fogged up now.
I do like the style of this bit. It matches the emotion and characters well.
Great six!