Thoughts

His lips were on mine faster than I could process what was happening. Our tongues danced as breathy moans passed between us.

Slowly, I was backed into the padded wall behind me, my back still slick with sweat from the workout. My body stuck to the material as James pressed his body further into mine.

His fingers threaded through my hair, quickly sliding the scrunchie from my locks. Long, blonde strands fell across my shoulders as James ran his fingers through the length.

“You are so fucking sexy,” he stood back, staring at me while slowly shaking his head back and forth.

“I’m makeup free and covered in sweat,” I whisper, suddenly feeling insecure now that his eyes are roaming over my features.

“You, Rosalind.” James took a stalking step forward, “Are the most stunning woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. The flush on your cheeks from the workout brings out the freckles that I love so much.” He took another step closer, “The color of your hair reminds me of the rays of sun that peek through t