Inhale.

His hand cups by breast gently. Then ever so softly his fingers slide down my side, points of electricity shoot through me. I arch my back. He draws me close, the closest I have ever felt to another human being. He cradles me, one arm supporting my torso. Rocking gently, we move effortlessly. No separation, no stillness, just the motion, the feeling of being all consumed. I open my eyes. There staring deep into who I am becoming are those blue eyes, piercing, longing. I embrace him with my arms, my legs, wrapping him in a cocoon of skin and sweat. Slow, rhythmic breathing. We are only one entity, bound by something more tangible than desire or passion. I close my eyes again. The beat of a heart pulses in my ears. I cling to his body. My hair wet, matted to my face. A breath. Again he pulls me tighter and tighter until there is nothing but the motion. I will not break this embrace. Inhale.

Logan.