Spring Folly

She could feel him watching her, as though he was scrutinizing her expression. She would only return his gaze evenly, slowly seeing the realization cross his face. He would move closer until his tail ran across her belly. A shiver would travel down her spine as his tail left a hot trail down her back to her rump. Her expression would darken with barely controlled desire as lips curled to match his own smirk. Worry fell away and she let her body take over. Jaws would unhinge as she leaned towards him, trailing delicate nips up his neck to his throat. Her heart would skip a beat before kicking into overdrive. Heat filled her veins as her movements became bold and needy. There was no holding back any longer, nor did she want to. She knew exactly what she wanted, who she wanted. Her brain attempted to stir doubt within her but she refused, blocking out all thoughts. Again she remained silent, though his name sat at the tip of her tongue, just waiting to be spoken. But could she? Leaning into his touch, satisfaction settled deep in her belly. There was no other place she would rather be than beside him or wrapped in his embrace. With her nose so close to his flesh, she would inhale his intoxicating scent, reveling in the heady scent that sent her into her own personal chaos.