C41 Crave

"I feel a strong ache for you and I crave your presence all the time" he rasped with a hooded blazing gaze.

She should have realised that by aching he meant sex, but for one crazy moment she thought he was talking about his heart. So she let him tilt her chin with those strong, olive-dark fingers, just as she let his mouth travel towards hers in what felt like a slow extension of time