Chapter 17; London

London

The door clicked shut behind me. The sound loud and meaningful in the dark, quietness of the room. The air between us cackled with electricity as we stared at each other. The moonlight seeping into the room illuminated him in shades and silver. His hair looked darker and his eyes were like two pools of unfiltered desire.

"We should shower." I said.

"We should." He agreed, then he reached for his sleeves and undid the cuffs.

I pushed his jacket off my shoulders.

He began to undo the buttons of his shirt and I followed suit, taking my clothes off, till we were both in our underwear. Mine, a matching nude and his, black Calvin Klein briefs. He held out his hand to me and I placed mine in his.

The difference in the size of our palms made something primal come to life within me. I liked the size difference between us. I liked how standing beside his much larger frame, I always felt safe and protected.

Slowly, we made our way to the bathroom.

The moment felt sacred and I was lo