Enough of this emotional down in the dumps crap! I'm tired of feeling this way, and tired of feeling like this thing between DT and I will never happen. Now, that's not to say I'm over that feeling because I'm not. I'm drowning right now, but this thought keeps coming to mind and I need to get it out! A release!!
We walk in the room, there's a dim light from the other side, music is playing from the desk. Before I can appraise the rest of the room, he presses me against the door, his strong hands at my shoulders, sliding down my arms taking my hands as he leans in to kiss me. As his lips open and his tongue begins its possessive dance with mine he draws my arms up over my head taking both wrists in his one large hand holding me there at his mercy. It was then that I noticed the handcuffs running through an eye bolt in the door above my head. He gave a little chuckle as he nipped at my lower lip.
My hands were shaking as he pulled me up to secure my wrists in the silver cuffs, leaving me standing with my heels just off the ground balancing on my toes. He softly slid his fingertips down my arms grinning in satisfaction as goosebumps popped up under his touch. He leaned in again kissing me, claiming me in a way that only he can.
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