He pulled her close and began to kiss her.
First her lips, then her cheek, and then her neck. Her skin was like
fire, as if she’d been lying in the sun for hours, and when he kissed
her lips again, he felt her fold her body into his. He buried his hands
in her hair, continuing to kiss her as he slowly backed her against the
wall of the workshop. He loved her, he wanted her, and as they continued
to kiss, he could feel her arms moving over his back and shoulders. Her
touch was electric against his skin, her breath hot against his, and he
felt himself slipping away to a place governed only by his senses.