*Cat*
Elio allowed me to take the reins of our lovemaking. It was my idea, but he rarely gave control to me. It was succulent and gave me a thrill.
With my breast against his chest, I kissed his lips. I touched my fingers to his jaw and lightly circled his earlobes with them. Then I slipped my fingers into his dark curls.
Everything about Elio turn my world into a harmony of melodies. He was so damn intelligent and commanding. He was strong and powerful. Sometimes he made me laugh without even trying. The majority of the time, I think he wondered what I was laughing at because he hadn’t attempted to make a joke.
From his curly head to his big feet, I adored him.
It made me think of that Jill Scott song about loving from head to toe. That was exactly how I loved Elio. He lit up my world. He made me want to wake up in the morning, even when he was driving me crazy.
