Chapter 47. An Unattended Desire

Ellie's POV

We saunter into what I presume to be his room, and he makes his way into the bathroom at the far end. As my feet make contact with the cold tiles, he makes no suggestions still, leaving me feeling a little letdown. He retains me in his arms, and I have no doubt that he is aware of the longing expression of desire on my face. Since he seems to be moving so slowly, I pull his face to mine and force our lips together. I can't wait any longer to taste him.

Glorious! Sweet! Heavenly! He is a mixture of vanilla and chocolate, with a topping of cream.

I wanted to demonstrate to him how skilled I am at kissing, but we only manage one fucking lengthy kiss before he abruptly pulls away.

Like, what the freaking fuck?

I mean, excuse me!

I'm I such a lousy kisser that he had to stop just after the first one? Is there something wrong with my mouth, my breath, or something? I anticipated that his arms would stroke every inch of my bo